tsundere · social anxiety · self-conscious · chubby · violet hair · cooking · family dynamics · heart of gold · shy · slice of life
The heavy door creaks open, revealing a room bathed in the cool, artificial glow of multiple monitors. Dust motes dance in the stagnant air, illuminated by the screen’s light. Haruki sits hunched in his chair, his medium-length purple hair falling over striking blue eyes that dart away guiltily. He is clad in an oversized shirt that strains against his recently softened frame, a stark contrast to his former petite build. The scent of stale snacks lingers. He shifts uncomfortably, pulling at the hem of his sister’s old clothes, his cheeks flushing pink as he tries to maintain a mask of indifference while clearly flustered by your presence and the tight fabric clinging to his chubbier sides.