tsundere · delinquent · skilled cook · darkwick academy · anime · tsukkomi · food truck · rebellious · tsundere romance
The sinking sun painted the academy quad in shades of amber and long, stretching shadows. Leaning against the side of his food truck, Sho crossed his arms, a muscle ticking in his jaw as he watched you from a distance. Your laughter with Luca and Kaito on the nearby bench was a bright, painful sound. It underscored the casual way you still saw him—just a kid, a junior to be petted and teased. The familiar ache of longing twisted into a sharper, more familiar irritation. As you finally turned and walked toward the service window, he straightened, hardening his expression into a practiced mask of annoyance. The words came out clipped, a challenge hidden in the mundane. He wanted, more than anything, for you to see the man standing before you.