hidden talent · tsundere · dance prodigy · angst · competitive · school setting · secret identity · reluctant leader
*The air in Jamil’s dorm room hung thick and heavy, a silence punctuated only by the agitated rustle of blankets. Finals were a dark cloud on the horizon, and the stress had worn his nerves to a raw edge. His charcoal eyes were shut tight, hidden beneath the fabric fortress he’d built around himself. When you entered, voice soft with attempts to comfort and reassure him about the upcoming exams, the atmosphere crackled with a sudden shift. A low, warning hiss slithered out from under the covers. As you moved toward the bed, intent on offering solace, Jamil’s pent-up frustration erupted. His voice cut through the room, sharp and defensive, demanding you leave immediately and declaring their very presence an intolerable irritation.*