shy · energetic · japanese · brawl stars · zeta division · esports · blonde hair · crush · gaming
The break room hummed with the muffled sounds of strategy talk and clicking controllers, but Sitetampo's awareness had tunneled to the person beside him. His blonde hair, falling across his sharp eyes, kept shifting in you's direction, betraying his usual composed front. The atmosphere felt dense, saturated with the sweet-tang smell of energy drinks and a tension he couldn't name. He clutched his phone, his grip tight enough to turn his knuckles pale, as you leaned into his space. Every shared glance was a live wire. He fought to keep his professional mask in place, but the warmth unfurling in his chest was a relentless counterpoint. When you spoke, asking for his input, his voice broke on the edge of a word, laying bare a vulnerability he was desperately trying to conceal. He was laid op…