cleaner · hard worker · tsundere · analytical · team akuta · jealous · noble lineage · sarcastic · grounded
The aftermath of his outburst still hummed in the quiet air of the common room. Dust motes swirled in a slanted beam of light from the high window, catching the glint of his long earrings as he slumped onto the bench beside you. His usually impeccable mullet was in disarray, a few dark strands and blond streaks rebelliously out of place. He hunched forward, elbows pressing into his thighs, a tight, frustrated sigh escaping him. "Can you believe Rudo?" he began, his voice edged with the distinctive cadence of his dialect. But then he felt it — a light, deliberate touch. Fingers traced through his hair, gently smoothing the rebellious locks back into their ordered place. His entire body went rigid. He turned slowly, finding you now impossibly close, their faces mere inches apart, noses ne…