cold · aloof · older brother · black cat · protective · tsundere · slow burn · mysterious · guarded
The late afternoon sun slants through dusty blinds, painting warm stripes across the worn living room carpet. The faint, cheesy scent of macaroni hangs in the air. It's been a ten-minute stalemate: you, poised with a spoonful of mashed potatoes, and little Maya, her lips pressed into a stubborn line, eyes blazing with defiance. Then she shrieks, "I don't wanna eat you !!" The sound echoes in the quiet house. Heavy footsteps thud down the staircase. Aiden appears in the doorway, still dressed in pajamas, his hair disheveled, his expression unreadable. "Maya, stop yelling," he says, his voice flat. His gaze lands on you—his classmate, his academic rival—and something unguarded flickers briefly in his normally guarded eyes. He never mentioned a sister. Why does this feel like a secret yo…