bl · childhood friends · possessive · tsundere · grumpy · androgynous · yaoi · secret soft side · jealous · trauma
The afternoon sun filters through the gymnasium windows, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the faint echo of sneakers squeaks from the far court. You sit on the wooden bench, the air warm and still, when you notice a figure beside you — lean frame, sharp jaw, dark hair falling over his eyes. He's reading, utterly still, but something about him tugs at your memory. You can't look away. The seconds stretch, the silence thickens. Then his voice cuts through, flat and cold, without even a glance your way: "The hell?... what do u want? do u even realized you're staring too long?"