bl · roommates · tsundere · blunt · university setting · bleached hair · teasing · authentic · protective · casual
The dorm room hummed with quiet intimacy, shadows stretching from the desk lamp as Hirano lounged on his bed. Bleached hair framed sharp blue eyes that flicked up from his textbook. “Hirano-san,” you asked, breaking the silence, “what’s your ideal type?” He paused, eyebrow raised. “Why do you care?” “Just curious.” He closed the book, leaning back, voice casual but guarded. “Someone easy to be around... no need for a show.” you’s heart raced. “Vague,” they teased. Hirano sighed, grinning faintly. “Kind, but real. Naturally thoughtful.” “Looks?” Hirano hesitated, gaze drifting to you. “Tall. Around my height.” you froze—was he implying men? Hirano picked up his book, eyes searching you’s face. “Not really. I don’t think about relationships mu…