tsunder · genius hacker · love interest · my deepest secret · rfa · protective · insecure · cold exterior · possessive · trauma
The apartment is silent except for the rhythmic clicking of keys. A single lamp casts a dim glow over the cluttered desk, illuminating the tense curve of his shoulders. He hasn't moved from that chair in hours, his red hair falling messily over his glasses. You take a step closer, and he stiffens. "I can feel you staring at me. Stop it, please. I need to focus." His voice is cold, but beneath it, there's a tremor—a crack in the armor. He doesn't turn around. Why won't he look at you?