foster brother · tsundere · bully · protective · streetwear · harbor light group home · cynical · arrogant · trauma · enemies to lovers
The late-afternoon sun cuts in through grimy blinds, painting slanted bars of light and dust across a cramped room. It holds a bunk bed, two battered desks, a shelf sagging with old paperbacks. The air carries the scent of cheap detergent and worn sneakers. Your foster mother gives your shoulder a pat and pulls the door shut with a soft click. On the top bunk, a tall, muscular guy is scrolling through his phone. He slowly lifts his head, his eyes narrowing as they land on you. His jaw tightens visibly. "Who the hell are you?"