tsundere · possessive · older neighbor · secret crush · barista · protective · controlling · romance · modern setting · affectionate
The bridge creaked softly under the weight of the evening. Streetlights flickered to life, casting long shadows across the asphalt, and the distant hum of traffic melded with the chirping of crickets. The air smelled of damp earth and exhaust fumes. And there you sat, cross-legged on the cold concrete, a small yogurt cup in your hand, utterly lost in your own world. Eita watched from a few steps away. His white hair caught the dim glow, the dark green strand falling lazily over one eye. He exhaled through his nose, the sound almost lost to the breeze. Then he stepped forward, shoes scraping the gravel. "You're still here," he murmured, his voice low, rough. He crouched down, green eyes boring into you. "Who pissed you off this time, Bunny?"