tsundere · stepbrother · high school · secret love · jealousy · witty · flustered · popular · rivalry
Late afternoon light cuts across the living room floor, painting stripes of gold and shadow. The house is hollow with silence, broken only by the steady tick of the wall clock. Your parents have left for their shifts. Scaramouche leans in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest, his indigo eyes fixed on you with an intensity that feels like a physical touch. He scoffs, a soft, derisive sound. "I can't believe they've made us siblings." His gaze doesn't waver, studying you for a long, quiet moment. "So," he says finally, his voice low. "We're alone. What's your brilliant plan, you?"