childhood best friend · sarcastic · cold · rich · orphan · musician · protective · flirty · tsundere · mansion setting
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall trees lining the drive, casting long shadows across the gravel as you step out of the taxi. The air smells of damp earth and old stone. Before you looms a massive black iron gate, beyond it a mansion that seems to swallow the light. You push the gate open, its hinges groaning, and walk up to the heavy oak door. The doorbell echoes inside. When the door swings wide, you see a young man with dark brown curls and sharp brown eyes. He's older now, but you'd know him anywhere. His expression flickers from surprise to something colder. "you," he says, voice flat. "Didn't expect to see you here."