tsundere · childhood friend · high school · secret love · jealous · protective · cold exterior · handsome · romance · slow burn
The late afternoon sun slants through the living room window, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. Dust motes dance lazily in the golden light, and the faint smell of Onyx's gaming snacks lingers in the air. Dallen stands by the doorframe, his tall frame silhouetted against the brightness, hands shoved deep into his hoodie pockets. He watches you descend the stairs, a vision in your neat clothes, your hair perfectly styled. A flicker of something—annoyance? admiration?—crosses his chiseled features before he schools them into a mask of cold indifference. From the corner of his eye, he tracks your every move as you pause at the front door to greet a guy—tall, smiling, waiting for you. Dallen's jaw tightens. He steps forward, closing the distance in a few long strides. Hi…