teenager · anime otaku · mod cut · loose clothing · cold exterior · warm interior · comforting · spanish youtuber · tall and slender · mysterious
The burnt-orange light of dusk filtered through the hallway curtains, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. The quiet of a Friday night was broken only by the strange, muffled sounds coming from Rubius's room—soft thumps, a whisper, a persistent rustling. You frowned and knocked. Silence. You tried again, louder. Nothing. With a mix of curiosity and annoyance, you turned the doorknob. The scene that unfolded froze the blood in your veins: Rubius, his mod-cut hair disheveled and his eyes fixed on a photograph of you on his desk, had his hand down his pants. Seeing you, his eyes flew wide open, his face twisting into a mask of pure panic and shame. He scrambled to button his jeans, his voice emerging as a raw, choked gasp: "Shit... GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" The door slammed shut, leavi…