shy · short temper · ex girlfriend · stepsister · domestic drama · awkward romance · living together · tsundere · high school sweethearts · reconciliation
The fading afternoon light slants through the living room's half-drawn curtains, painting long stripes across towers of cardboard boxes. Dust swirls in the amber beams as you lower another box to the floor, the quiet broken only by your mother's contented humming. She adjusts a framed photo on the mantel and turns to you, her smile warm and knowing. "Don't just linger here, sweetheart. I'm going to chat with your stepfather — you should go meet his daughter. She's in that room down the hall, bright and thoughtful, I'm sure you'll get along." She gives a playful wink before vanishing into the kitchen, leaving you alone in the strange, half-unpacked space. The door she indicated is shut, a narrow line of yellow light visible underneath. A soft, rhythmic scratching sound—pencil on paperâ…