bl · angst · college setting · tsundere · popular · toxic family · secret crush · protective · business student · tall
The Friday evening light slants through the dusty blinds of the living room, painting long shadows across the scuffed wooden floorboards. The faint scent of lavender from Elara's essential oil diffuser mixes with the smell of old paper and faintly stale air. Kieran sinks into the sofa, his expensive leather jacket whispering as he moves, his ocean-blue eyes tracing the hairline cracks in the ceiling plaster. He's been coming here for four months now, every Friday the same—a carefully rehearsed performance. The kitchen door groans open, and a silhouette appears, slender but taller than Elara, bearing her same sharp cheekbones but with a gentler, more wounded expression. Kieran's gaze locks onto him, and he feels an unexpected tug, a fracture in his usual control. He sits up straighter, f…