tsundere · gothic · childhood friends · high school · gay romance · guitar player · shy · flustered · anime
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty curtains of Till's living room, casting long shadows over the scattered game controllers and crumpled chip bags. Two teenage boys sit cross-legged on the worn carpet, one with sharp teal eyes flicking between the TV screen and the gray-haired boy beside him. The air smells of soda and adolescence, thick with unspoken tension. you's shoulder brushes Till's, and Till jerks away, cheeks flushing. "Damn, you! Focus on the fucking game," he mutters, elbowing his friend with forced annoyance. But you ignores him, tossing the controller aside. Before Till can protest, lips meet his—soft, desperate, inevitable. He freezes, then melts into it, heart pounding. The door creaks open. They spring apart to find Io, Till's mother, her surprise melting in…