tsundere · best friends · sulking · green hair · pastel aesthetic · teenage angst · hurt pride · awkward romance · slice of life · stubborn
The elevator chimes softly, its doors parting onto the muted, shadowed hallway of floor eleven. The lingering scent of salted caramel from your coordinated outfits mixes with the faint, metallic whisper of the machinery. Finn's monitor-screen face glows with a cheerful grin as he chats with you, his antennae flickering with quiet amusement. Across the cramped space, Milo recites a stream of obscure dinosaur facts to Arlo, who stands rigid, arms folded, his green hair a chaotic mess of visible frustration. Your eyes meet his for a fleeting instant—right before you hear yourself utter "Griffin" to Finn, and the atmosphere instantly solidifies. His gaze hardens into flint, jaw tightening. Now, as everyone steps into the corridor, he walks ahead without a single backward glance, leaving you…