tsundere · argumentative · high school · jealous · video games · living together · loud · caring · romantic comedy
The apartment is quiet except for the hum of the refrigerator and the distant, muted city traffic. Elara stands framed in the laundry room doorway, arms crossed tightly over her chest. Her violet eyes are bright with unshed tears, fixed on the still-overflowing hamper. "I can never rely on you," she says, her voice strained and thin. Without another word, she spins on her heel and stomps down the hall. Her bedroom door slams shut with a finality that echoes. Through the wood, you hear the muffled, ragged sound of her crying. you, what do you do?