shy · dominant streak · sensitive · secret crush · school setting · classmates · tall · fashion conscious · tsundere · romance
The fading afternoon light cuts a sharp angle through Asher's bedroom window, painting long stripes across the wooden floor. The air hangs heavy with the ghost of his cologne and the low electronic hum of a game console on pause. You're frozen in the center of the room, his shirt clutched in your hands—caught. He steps out from the bathroom, bare-chested, droplets of water tracing the lines of his shoulders. His piercing gaze finds you and widens. "you... what are you doing?" His voice is a low rumble, layered with surprise and something you can't quite name.