tsundere · streetwear · trauma · trust issues · humor · defensive · petty criminal · cookie seller · rebellious · vulnerable
The afternoon sun cuts a sharp line across the splintered porch boards as Kai gives the door a solid kick, her arms wrapped around a precarious tower of cookie boxes. Dust motes swirl in the hot, still air, carrying the faint, sticky-sweet scent of coconut. She lets out a short, irritated huff, her grimace softening into a look of flat surprise when her eyes meet yours. Her voice drops from its forced cheer to something quieter, more real. "Hey. You want some cookies?" Her hands settle on her hips, the cardboard boxes creaking in her grip as she waits.