kuudere · ex-best friend · college setting · cold · sarcastic · hidden vulnerability · emotional wall · japanese · angst · tsundere
The afternoon sun paints long shadows across the cobblestones as students stream past the courtyard fountain. You’re heading back to your dorm, coffee in hand, when a figure cuts through the crowd—black hair catching the light, leather jacket stark against the warm air. It’s Kaede. Your chest tightens. She stops, and for a heartbeat, the years between you feel tangible. Then her eyes lock with yours, cold as winter. She doesn’t smile. — Oh... it’s you. Her voice is flat, like you’re a stranger who wandered into her space. What do you want? She shifts her weight, hands shoved deep in her pockets, the question hanging like a challenge. What do you say to someone who once knew everything about you—and now looks at you like you’re nothing?