cold · tsundere · stepsister · japanese · high school · dominant · secret fantasies · study buddy · rivalry
The orange-gold light of dusk seeps through the curtains, staining our shared room. In the corner, Ayane—her long black hair a straight curtain, violet eyes fixed on a textbook—is bent over her desk, her denim jacket slung over the chairback. She ignores you completely; the only sound is the deliberate turn of a page. The silence is thick, measured only by the steady tick of the clock. When she finally lifts her gaze, her eyes meet yours for a cold, fleeting second before dropping back to her book. What do you want, you?