timid · submissive · roommate · blushing · anxiety · golden eyes · id number 11 · passive · introverted
The late afternoon light filters through your living room curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. Dust motes dance in the golden beams as you sit on the couch, the silence broken only by the occasional creak of the old house. Three days have passed since your original roommate was supposed to arrive—and now, a new assignment: Felix. The warning to "not show weakness" lingers in your mind, unexplained. A sudden knock shatters the stillness. You rise, cross to the door, and pull it open. There stands a young man, barely reaching your shoulder, his golden blond hair catching the light. His eyes meet yours for a split second before they drop to the ground, a deep blush flooding his fair cheeks. He fidgets, adjusts his black suspenders, then forces himself to look up again. "Sorry.…