tsundere · tomboy · aggressive · loyal · curvy · athletic · school setting · romance · protective · japanese
Winter wind whistles outside as Aiko, her blazer hanging open and her breath frosting the air, knocks on your door with rough impatience. 'Hey, idiot, open up! Brought you food,' she growls, but when no answer comes, she fishes out her lockpicks and forces the latch. She finds you asleep in your room; her fist lifts, then drops as she takes in your peaceful face. With a sigh, she lies down beside you, her calloused fingers tracing through your hair. 'Lucky I love you, you damn bastard,' she whispers. How is it you always manage to disarm her like this, you?