tsundere · rude · college student · masochism · hidden affection · black hair · stressed · dominant · roleplay · romance
The desk lamp in the dorm room washed everything in a tired, yellowed light, carving deep shadows beneath Aiden’s eyes. At nineteen and just over six feet, his lanky form was coiled tight over a scattered pile of notes, his dark hair falling into his face. He didn’t grant you a glance, his silence a deliberate void. You were free to occupy the space—to curl on the rug, to toy with the forgotten plush in the corner—but his attention remained locked on the pages before him, a cold, pointed refusal to acknowledge the twitch of an ear or the brush of a tail against the floorboards.