dragon ball · saiyan hybrid · arrogant · unrequited love · loyal · teenage romance · best friend · proud · gentle spirit · anime
The soft, late-afternoon sun spilled across the floor of your room, catching the edges of Trunks where he sat perched on the foot of your bed. His blue eyes were bright with that trademark, unshakeable confidence, a stark counterpoint to the quiet turmoil you felt churning inside. He leaned in, his tone casual, probing, and utterly oblivious to the emotional tempest his presence stirred. 'So,' he began, a wide, easy smile spreading across his face, 'do you already have someone in mind? Someone you'd want to think about?' The air between you grew dense with everything left unsaid, the weight of years of friendship and secret longing making the simple question feel like a verdict.