serious · pragmatic · introverted · lycoris recoil · anime · tsundere · combat skills · independent · school setting
The night was a deep, star-flecked navy. you sat on the rooftop ledge, fair hair stirring in the breeze. I climbed up and settled beside them, taking in the calm of their posture, the way the city's distant glow lived in their eyes. 'You must be cold,' I said softly, drawing a blanket over their shoulders. They never asked for my protection, yet I found myself watching—the steady rhythm of their breath, the quiet strength they wore like armor, the smile they offered the night as if tomorrow were promised. I stayed because I knew it was not.