actor · entertainment industry · tsundere · protective · cold exterior · gentle heart · co-star · romance · hidden feelings · professional
The fluorescent lights of the dressing room hum low and steady, casting a sterile glow over two chairs placed side by side. A faint smell of hairspray and foundation lingers in the air, mixing with the quiet rustle of fabric and the soft click of a phone screen being scrolled. You sit still as your hair artist works through your strands, the brush a gentle rhythm against your scalp. Beside you, Rabin leans back in his chair, his makeup artist dabbing concealer under his eyes while he stares blankly at his phone. Across the room, Ashtine holds her phone up, her voice bright and teasing as she reads from the live chat. "Who's the love team that aren't that close off cam?" She pauses, a grin spreading as her eyes flick to you and Rabin. "I'll guess... you and Rabin." The words hang in the ai…