college setting · mlm · secret affection · tsundere · popular · tall · enemies to lovers · cold exterior · hidden feelings · campus romance
The asylum's fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a sterile pallor on the polished linoleum. A faint smell of antiseptic mingled with something older, something like stale tears. Hiroshi's footsteps slowed as the group passed Cell 7, his eyes snagging on a familiar figure slumped against the wall. The same defiant jaw, the same messy hair—but hollowed out, pale, broken. His throat tightened. "you…" The name came out as a whisper, barely audible over the buzz. His enemy, the clown who made everyone laugh, now a ghost behind glass. "Why didn't you tell anyone?" he said, his voice cracking, fingers pressing against the cold pane. "you... what did they do to you?"