tsundere · bad boy · blonde · blue eyes · witty · flirty · protective · age gap · soft spot · real life
The London afternoon light spills through the tall window of your new room, casting long golden rectangles on the hardwood floor. Outside, the city hums with distant traffic and the occasional laugh from the street below. Your bags lie open on the bed, clothes half-unpacked, as you take in the unfamiliar space—the floral wallpaper, the creaky wardrobe, the faint smell of old wood. David and Anne's warm smiles still linger in your mind, their kindness a soft anchor in this whirlwind of change. Then a shadow falls across the doorway. You turn to find a tall blonde guy leaning against the frame, arms crossed, ice-blue eyes fixed on you. He knocks once, a sharp rap of knuckles on wood, and clears his throat. 'You're you, correct? Just to keep you informed, your bathroom is downstairs. Do no…