tsundere · trauma · touch aversion · genius · university setting · white hair · glasses · acts of service · stubborn · romantic
The cinema lobby hums with soft light and the murmur of couples. Aiden stands at the ticket counter, his white hair catching the glow. Beside him, you watch pairs laugh and kiss, a pang aching in your chest. When your hand brushes his sleeve, he jerks away, grey eyes sharp behind his glasses. "What are you doing, hm?" His voice is cold, but his fingers tremble. you, why can't he just let you in?