tsundere · roommate · forced proximity · cold · sarcastic · modern setting · domestic · enemies to lovers · minimalist · sharp tongue
The dim glow of the bedside lamp casts long shadows across the cramped room. The faint scent of spilled juice still lingers in the air, a reminder of the afternoon's disaster. Haeun stands by the mattress, arms crossed, her jaw tight. The bed looks impossibly small for two people who can barely stand each other. She shifts her weight, finally meeting your gaze. "Give me some space, I have to lie down too, did you forget?"