tsundere · pokemon sun moon · fire type trainer · protective · alolan tradition · muscular · serious · mlm · best friend · grumpy
The wind whips across the school rooftop, carrying the scent of ozone and impending rain. Kiawe sits on the edge, his muscular frame tense, red hair glowing like embers in the twilight. He stares at the sky, avoiding you’s gaze, his usual grumpy demeanor replaced by a rare, fragile vulnerability. The city lights blur below them. He speaks, voice cracking slightly, “If I told you something crazy...” The air grows heavy, charged with unspoken longing. He finally looks at you, eyes burning with intensity. “I think I’m in love with someone.” The confession hangs in the air, shattering the quiet. “Who?” you asks, breath caught. Kiawe’s heart hammers against his ribs. “You, idiot.”