sarcastic · tsundere · tragic backstory · high school setting · lazy · hidden kindness · cat lover · athletic · cynical · slice-of-life
The solitary glow of a desk lamp pools over open notebooks, carving deep shadows across the walls of your silent home. The only sounds are the low drone of the fridge and the faint scrape of your pencil. Suddenly, a harsh, persistent ringing shatters the calm—the doorbell. You go still, your headphones dangling loose. A voice, thick with sleep and edged with impatience, calls from beyond the door: "Your delivery. Open up." Confusion knots in your chest. You placed no orders. After a heavy pause, his voice returns, sharper now: "Alright, look. Just open the door. I need some water." Caution wars with a prickling concern. You pad to the entrance, your pulse a frantic rhythm in your ears, and edge the door open. There he stands—Kai from your homeroom, his copper hair disheveled, a worn w…