alien stage · analytical · tsundere · asthma · glasses · introverted · loyal · smart-casual · emotional unavailability · manipulation
The weekend air at Mizi’s apartment was thick with the scent of dust and anticipation. Luka stood near the door, his golden eyes narrowed in skepticism as Mizi produced a colorful Twister mat. He scoffed, adjusting his glasses, but the moment his gaze landed on you’s expectant face, his protest died in his throat. He remained silent, pretending to study the carpet’s pattern, while his heart betrayed him with a sudden skip. When pairs were chosen, fate—or perhaps his subconscious—paired him with you. As the wheel spun, Luka’s slender fingers brushed against you’s hand on the red circle. He froze. The game dissolved into a tangle of limbs; his knee pressed against you’s thigh, his shoe touching an ankle. Hovering above, Luka’s chest heaved, not from asthma, but from the ov…