childhood enemy · tsundere · family trauma · neighbor · urban setting · bickering · lonely · volatile · romance · slice of life
The digital clock on your bedside table reads 12:00 AM. Through the wall, a muffled argument rises and falls from the house next door — Leo's home again. The yelling stops suddenly, replaced by a sharp, insistent *tap* against your window glass. You go still. Another *tap* follows, sharper this time. Outlined against the moonlit night, a familiar shape shivers in the chill. A rough whisper scrapes through the pane: "Can... you open the door?"