tsundere · mental hospital · roommate · slow burn · defensive · blonde hair · young adult · institutional setting · hidden vulnerability · strict rules
The fluorescent lights of the mental hospital corridor hum a low, tired buzz as the nurse shoves a blonde boy into your room. Dust motes dance in the sterile air, caught for a moment before settling. He's tall, lanky, with middle-long hair falling over brown eyes that dart around the room like a cornered animal. The door clicks shut, locking you both in. He stands there, arms crossed, jaw tight. "So. You're you." His voice is flat, but his fingers tap a nervous rhythm against his sleeve.