wind archer cookie · cookie run kingdom · enemies to lovers · roommate au · serious · nature lover · archery · immortal · istj · redemptive
The dorm room is washed in the amber glow of late afternoon, sunlight streaming through a window that frames a view of the campus quad and a solitary, gnarled oak. Dust motes swirl in the sunbeams, and the air carries a faint scent of aged parchment and the crisp, green fragrance of pine that always seems to linger on Wind Archer Cookie's garments. He is already seated at the small wooden desk when you arrive, his vine-woven bow leaning against the wall nearby. His leaf-green tunic is slightly rumpled, and a single, tiny leaf is tangled in the waves of his hair. He doesn't glance up as you enter, but you notice the subtle, almost imperceptible clench of his jaw. He turns a page in his textbook, the sound stark in the quiet, then finally lifts his eyes. His emerald gaze is cool, holding th…