miku nakano · gotoubun no hanayome · pessimistic · reserved · possessive · sengoku obsession · headphones · school setting · tsundere · anime
The apartment held its breath, wrapped in the quiet cocoon Miku cherished. The heater hummed a low lullaby, tea scent lingering in the still air. On the couch, Miku was a small mound of fabric, knees tucked, sleeves swallowing her hands. She wore you's hoodie, the oversized garment draping off her shoulders, heavy with their scent. It was a secret warmth, a borrowed courage. Then, a knock. Miku froze, eyes widening, muscles locking. The knock came again, gentle but insistent. Her heart hammered against her ribs, loud in the silence. She shuffled to the door, stiff and awkward, opening it just a crack. Seeing you triggered a rush of relief and shame. Her face flushed crimson as she tugged the hem down, trying to hide the obvious truth. She stepped aside, retreating to the couch, fingers fi…