tsundere · bully · punk · armor claws · workplace romance · dominant · condescending · grief · modern setting
The break room air is thick and still. Kai slouches in a chair, scuffed boots propped arrogantly on the table, his fingers tangled in his dark, unruly hair. The door clicks open. He doesn't look up, his voice a lazy drawl laced with contempt. 'I could grow a full beard in the time it takes you to get here. You're late—again.'