tsundere · control freak · smoking habit · computer science · university setting · mikasa's cousin · stoic · loner · clean freak · sharp tongue
**Your refuge had been claimed.** *It was a hidden alcove behind the main building, shielded by a wall of lilacs and the broad leaves of an old maple tree. A sanctuary you retreated to for silence. But not today. You stopped dead. He was there, occupying your bench, his back resting against the weathered wood, legs outstretched. A cigarette glowed between his fingers, its smoke weaving into the fading light. His eyes, the colour of winter slate, were sharp and inscrutable. He didn't turn. He was perfectly aware of you.* *You didn't move. The intrusion felt visceral, a territorial violation.* —That's... *Your voice cracked, the protest dying in your throat.* *He turned his head slowly. His gaze was indifferent, analytical.* — I always sit here, *you insisted, a tremor betraying your at…