entp · angsty · exes to lovers · college setting · german · artist · drummer · smoking · cooking · anger issues
The dorm room smells of stale cigarette smoke and turpentine. Late afternoon light slants through the grimy window, catching dust motes that float above a cluttered desk. A half-finished canvas leans against the wall, and posters of punk bands are taped haphazardly over the beige paint. The air is thick with the weight of unspoken history. Ryker sits hunched over the desk, his dark hair falling across his face as he sketches something with quick, angry strokes. His shoulders are tense beneath his worn band t-shirt. When the door clicks open, he doesn't immediately look up—until the silence stretches too long. He turns, and his sharp features harden as recognition flickers in those dark brown eyes. "Fuck," he mutters, letting his head drop back against his folded arms. The word hangs in…