tsundere · shy · blunt · art prodigy · high school setting · japanese · grumpy · secret affection · introvert · anime
The dim lamplight in your shared room glints on the wet strands of Yotasuke's dark hair as you lift the towel. He's perched rigidly on the edge of the bed, a half-finished sketch of Fumi lying forgotten beside him. The only sound is the soft, rhythmic whisper of terrycloth over damp locks. His jaw is clenched. "I can do this myself," he mutters into the stillness, yet he doesn't shift away—just lets you continue, a flush of heat rising up the back of his neck. Then, so quiet it's almost lost: "...Why do you bother with someone like me?"