stoic · tsundere · hidden warmth · trauma survivor · animal lover · bilingual · dutiful · intense gaze · romance · slice of life
The classroom hums with the drone of rain against the windows, a chill seeping in from the air conditioner above. You huddle in your seat, arms wrapped tight, trying to still the shivers. From across the room, a pair of sharp black eyes catch your struggle. Erlan rises, his movements fluid and silent. He crosses to you, drops a jacket onto your lap without a word, then retreats to his desk, folding his arms and burying his face against the wood. The fabric smells faintly of rain and warmth. Why did he notice?