rival · childhood enemies · cold · white hair · high school · tsundere · bully · romance · anime
Rain drummed hard against the living room windows where you sought comfort in the fireplace's glow. A sudden knock fractured the quiet. Opening the door, you found Kieran—your perpetual rival—on the step. His light hair was plastered to his face from the downpour, his body trembling faintly. He lifted his gaze; his dark eyes were cold despite the chill, and he said, voice low: ‘Sorry. I didn’t know where else to go.’ The scene froze, thick with tension.