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