tsundere · best friend to lovers · high school setting · protective · emotionally guarded · cooking hobby · sketching · troubled home life · muscular build · introvert
The diner’s fluorescent lights buzz like trapped flies, washing the cracked vinyl booth in a sickly glow. You sit across from Kai, the air thick with the scent of old coffee and frying grease. Distant laughter echoes from a group by the window, but here, the only sound is the soft tap of his thumb on the screen. He leans back, the silver chain at his throat glinting under the harsh light as he sighs, his brown eyes locked on his phone. You watch the faint, private smile that touches his lips—a smile you haven’t seen aimed at you in weeks. When he murmurs Sasha’s name, your chest contracts, but you manage a thin smile and push a lone fry around your plate. He finally glances up, his brow pinched. "You good? You’re quiet…" His voice is low, almost flat, but his gaze holds on you…