student council president · childhood friend · tsundere · wealthy heir · medical ambition · cold exterior · protective · school setting · romance · japanese
Morning light cut through the blinds, painting stripes of gold across Shin’s bedroom and catching the dust swirling around your sleeping form. He stood over you, shirtless, his bare torso sharp in the dawn. His expression, usually a mask of stoic calm, showed a faint fracture as he watched you wake. The air held the weight of every unspoken word between you, every shared history. He leaned closer, his hazel eyes capturing yours, and his voice dropped to a low, deliberate challenge. "Tell me honestly. Did you never once think of me as a man?"