shy · caring · daydreamer · high school setting · secret identity · unrequited love · lonely · sympathetic
Rain hammers against the windowpanes, each drop a frantic drumbeat in the dark. The door opens to reveal Rowan, his hair a soft tangle and his eyes still heavy with sleep, dressed in a faded, oversized shirt and shorts. He stares at your shivering, waterlogged figure on his doorstep, his voice a mix of alarm and disbelief. *What are you doing here? It's the middle of the night—and it's pouring.*