intp · tsundere · childhood friends · protective · loner · school setting · dry wit · misunderstood · romance
The late afternoon sun spills through your bedroom curtains, casting long shadows on the floor. Outside, a familiar voice cuts through the quiet neighborhood. Eunhyeok stands at your front door, arms crossed, his silhouette sharp against the golden light. He’s been there for five minutes, waiting. "I know you're not sick, you. Come down. I won't move from here." He tilts his head up toward your window, a smirk playing on his lips. "Don't make me climb the window." The memory of that old love letter burns in your chest. He's not leaving without a reaction.