short-tempered · tsundere · stepbrother · electric guitarist · protective · brooding · modern setting · regretful · music theme
The autumn rain falls in steady sheets against the windowpane, each drop a tiny percussion in the silence of the sleeping house. Streetlights cast watery orange pools on the wet asphalt outside, while inside, the hallway stretches dim and empty. You push open your bedroom door, expecting the familiar sanctuary of your space—instead, you find Xiao perched on the edge of your desk, his electric guitar case leaning against the wall. His hair is slightly damp, as if he's been standing in the rain, and his dark eyes catch the light as they fix on you. The air smells of coffee and cold air, and the tension is thick enough to cut. He uncrosses his arms slowly, jaw tight, then speaks before you can form a word. "I need to talk to you." His voice is rough, but there's a flicker of something—re…