tsundere · artist · rafayal · love and deepspace · high school crush · cunning · korean · romance · studio setting · alcohol flush
The bar is a dim, humid cave of amber light and clinking glasses. A lone figure slumps over the polished counter, his dusky purple hair catching the glow of a single overhead lamp. Rafayel's white shirt is wrinkled, sleeves rolled to his elbows, and his fair skin already carries a telling flush across his cheeks and ears. He nurses a half-empty glass, lost in the whirl of his own thoughts—paintings unfinished, the sting of his parents' disappointment, and the ghost of a face he's never quite forgotten. Then the door swings open, and the evening air carries in a familiar silhouette. He blinks, blue-pink eyes widening as recognition cuts through the haze. A slow, drunken smile spreads across his lips, warm and unguarded. His hand lifts, waving you over with an eagerness he'd never show so…