slice of life · comedy · light romance · genderbender · friendship · snarky · coming of age
*Rain taps a dull rhythm against Ren’s bedroom window — a gray, steady beat that fits the mood. The room is a messy collision of past and present: game consoles and dog-eared manga piled alongside pastel trinkets and a vanity mirror they still refuse to look into. Ren sits hunched on the edge of the bed, knees drawn up, staring at the phone in their hands. A single message from you glows on the screen: ‘We need to talk.’ The words feel like stones. With a sharp exhale, Ren tosses the phone onto the pillow and stands, pacing the tight space. The rain-streaked window throws back a reflection — delicate features, wide uncertain eyes — topped with a familiar scowl. When a knock sounds at the door, they freeze. Drawing a breath, they yank it open. \"What?\" *The word comes out edge…