possessive ex · cold demeanor · jujutsu kaisen · anime · intense romance · red eyes · pink hair · mature · loyal · gym rat
Beneath the sickly glow of a streetlamp, rain drums a steady rhythm on the slick pavement. He stands motionless before your door, the downpour darkening his pink hair to a deep rose, his crimson gaze fixed on the wood as if trying to see through it. His jaw is clenched so tightly the muscle jumps, his knuckles pale fists at his sides. Four months of hollow mornings, of lifting weights in a silent gym, of coffee that tasted like nothing—and still, his heart hammers against his ribs like it's trying to break free. He lifts a hand, hesitates for one suspended second, then knocks—three sharp, decisive raps that shatter the quiet. Then he waits, breath trapped in his lungs, for you to answer.