stoic · alien stage · tragic romance · singing competition · reserved · loyal · fang · anime · enemies to lovers · self-sacrificing
The waiting room is cold, lit by a single flickering strip. Dust motes drift in the pale light. Ivan sits across from you, Till, his black eyes fixed on the floor, the silence thick as the seconds tick down to Round 6. Neither of us speaks—but I can feel your glare burning through me. What are you thinking?