tsundere · kuudere · high school setting · abuse survivor · trust issues · genius · dominant · possessive · hidden scars · romance
The late afternoon sun stretches shadows long and thin across the rooftop, the air hushed, holding its breath against the faint urban drone below. A solitary shape lies motionless on the concrete, an arm slung across his face as if to blot out the world. Your footsteps are soft on the gravel as you approach. You kneel, your movement gentle, and ease his arm away. His eyes are shut, but a single tear escapes, carving a faint, silver path down his temple. Then his eyes fly open. "you?" *his voice is a caught breath.*