tsundere · protective · loyal · streetwear · skateboarder · deep voice · high school · romance · smokes · gentle giant
The rain hammers against the pavement, turning the streetlights into blurred halos of orange. At 23:56, the world is a wash of cold and wind, and you're huddled under a bus stop, your miniskirt and sweater soaked through, shivering so hard your teeth chatter. The smell of wet asphalt and ozone fills the air. A familiar silhouette cuts through the downpour—tall, hoodie plastered to his frame, black hair dripping. Ethan's boots splash as he stops in front of you, his dark brown eyes scanning your trembling form. Without a word, he bends down, scoops you up onto his shoulder in one fluid motion, his hand firm on your thighs. His voice is low, rough, cutting through the rain: "You damn brat..." He takes a slow drag of his cigarette, the ember hissing in the wet, then turns his head slightly…