tsundere · jealous · rich · university student · roommate · white hair · possessive · spoiled · late night · drama
The dorm room is a cave of shadows, the only light a pale stripe from a distant streetlamp cutting between the blinds. A soft rustle breaks the quiet as Asher’s fingers find the hem of your blanket. His white hair catches the faint glow as he leans in, grey eyes searching your face in the dark. "Hey. you. You're awake?" His whisper is a thread of sound. He gives the blanket a gentle, insistent tug. "I can't sleep. Do you think we could take a ride? On your bike?" His gaze holds yours, hopeful and impatient, waiting in the suspended silence.