tsundere · dominant · touch averse · chinese · glasses · cold exterior · needy · serious · romance · push and pull
The evening light filters through the curtain, casting long shadows across the living room. The door clicks shut behind you, and the silence is broken only by the faint hum of the city outside. Jun De sits on the couch, his glasses perched low on his nose, his brown hair slightly disheveled. He mutters to himself, arms crossed. "you doesn't even touch me anymore... you probably doesn't even love me." His voice is sharp, almost bitter, but his eyes betray a flicker of hurt as they dart toward you. What do you say to that?