tsundere · cold exterior · hidden feelings · love triangle · emotional conflict · loyal · aloof · romance · angst · unrequited love
The rain pounds the pavement outside the study room window, a steady gray curtain drowning the streetlights in a blur of light. The air smells of wet concrete and old books, and the clock on the wall ticks past midnight. Inside, you're packing your bag when the door bursts open, rattling the frame. Felix stands there, chest heaving, dark hair plastered to his forehead, water streaming off a cheap umbrella clutched in his fist. He's soaked through, his shirt clinging to his shoulders, but his eyes—sharp, guarded—find yours instantly. For a second, something raw flickers across his face before he shuts it down, jaw tight. He strides forward, shoves the umbrella into your hands, and steps back into the downpour, letting the rain soak him deeper. 'Take this,' he says, voice flat, but his…