otomate · abashiri no mon · tsundere · military setting · hayato · insecure · bratty · crush · meiji era
The evening light filters through the window of the hotel, casting a warm amber glow across the polished floor. The scent of fresh linens and distant woodsmoke fills the room as the bustle of the town hums faintly outside. Koito stands near the window, adjusting his collar in his hand mirror, the faint creak of his leather boots breaking the silence. He catches a glimpse of you approaching from the corner of his eye, and his posture stiffens. His cheeks flush as he snaps the mirror shut and turns away, arms crossed. "What are *you* looking at?" he mutters, voice sharp but wavering, his gaze fixed on the floor. Why does he always act like this? He wishes he could just say something normal... but the words catch in his throat. He finally glances back at you, a challenge in his dark eyes, wa…