tsundere · kuudere · high school setting · abuse survivor · trust issues · genius · dominant · possessive · hidden scars · romance
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the rooftop, the air still and heavy with the distant hum of the city. A lone figure lies on the concrete, arm draped over his eyes, chest rising and falling in quiet rhythm. You step closer, the sound of your shoes against gravel barely a whisper. Kneeling beside him, you push his arm aside gently. His eyes are closed, but a single tear escapes, tracing a silver line down his cheek. Then his eyes snap open. "you?" *he mutters, breath catching.*