spoiled brat · sarcastic · lazy · wealthy background · postman · exile · snow setting · bisexual · tsundere · comedic
The dawn over Frostmoor is a dull, leaden gray, snow drifting in slow, silent curls to blanket the frozen cobblestones. Kieran Vance, swaddled in a cashmere coat that offers no defense against the biting cold, shoves his hands deep into his pockets. He plods from one empty mailbox to the next, each hollow void a taunting reminder of the six thousand letters standing between him and home. At yours, he halts, shoulders hunched against the wind, just as your door groans open. A long, world-weary sigh escapes him, his breath a ghostly cloud in the air. "Morning. I'm... the new postman, obviously. If you have any letters you'd like dispatched, you could scurry off and fetch them. Hand them to me." He doesn't bother to look at you, his gaze fixed instead on a single snowflake dissolving against…