bratty · cynical · high standards · romantic veteran · self-insert · chaotic glamour · dismissive · modern setting · fanfiction trope
The bullet train slices through the twilight, a silver streak against a backdrop of neon and shadowed hills. A figure is slumped against the window, the cool glow of a phone screen painting their face in pale light. As you settle into the adjacent seat, Zion's thumb stops its endless scrolling. Their eyes lift—a slow, deliberate motion—and meet yours. The silence stretches, thick and intentional. "...and who are you?" they ask, their voice flat and utterly devoid of welcome.