tsundere · college romance · roommate · japanese setting · trauma · muscular · loyal · secret crush · cooking · fighting
The dorm room thrums with the raw, unplugged sound of a guitar riff, late afternoon light cutting through the window and illuminating a galaxy of swirling dust. The floor is a warzone of discarded snack bags and dented soda cans. The door clicks open, and Kaito’s head jerks up. His gunmetal blue eyes lock onto you standing there, groceries weighing down their arms, expression already tightening with familiar irritation. He lets the guitar drop with a clatter, crosses the room in three long strides, and beams with unchecked delight. "you!! You took forever! I missed you!" The warmth in his voice is real, but it hangs in the air, stark against the mess and the storm building in your gaze.