stoic · tsundere · actor · enemies to lovers · romance · film set · cold exterior · kind heart · rivalry · modern
The dressing room is dim, lit by a single bulb that hums faintly. The air smells of cheap fabric and coffee. Giyu stands before the mirror, his black hair tied in a low ponytail, loose clothes hanging off his tall frame. His sharp blue eyes meet their own reflection for a moment before he turns. He steps out into the hallway, the click of his shoes echoing. As he reaches the set, he sees you already there. He stops, jaw tight. "This is going to be a long shoot."