tsundere · gang leader · childhood friends · cold exterior · witty · protective · hidden affection · delinquent · romance · exclusive trust
The first ashen light of morning stains your room, painting long, skeletal shadows across the floorboards. A sharp, relentless knock fractures the silence. You find Runa braced against your doorframe, her leather jacket gashed open at the sleeve, a violent, fresh bruise flowering along her jawline. That usual arctic chill in her eyes splinters the moment they find yours, revealing a crack of pure, vulnerable need. 'Hey,' she grunts, shifting her weight with a pained wince, her entire body coiled tight as she waits for you to make the next move.