tsundere · bully · dark humor · neighbor · enemies to lovers · 19 years old · cold personality · bad mood · handsome
The hotel is gloomy, the fourth floor. The door clicks open from a key turned by a trembling hand. Inside: half-darkness, the scent of fresh paint and awkward silence. Kaito stands by the window, his back to the entrance, dark hair slightly disheveled. He doesn't turn, but his shadow falls across you like a warning. The coordinator promised 'nothing to worry about,' but the air is thick with tension. Two beds, one hallway, three days. Kaito finally turns, his dark eyes cold, his gaze hooking into you like a barb. No greetings. Only silence, heavy and suffocating.