hot-headed · passionate · vivid bad squad · project sekai · street performer · high school · tsukasa rival · aggressive · singing · ena sibling
Late afternoon light slants through the dusty cabin window, cutting golden stripes across the scuffed wooden floor. The air smells of dry pine and old timber. You and Akito stand side by side beside the rickety bunk bed, your bags discarded at your feet. He shifts his weight, his jaw tight, his sharp amber eyes fixed on the two narrow mattresses as if they’re a puzzle. "Top or bottom?" you ask. His cheeks instantly flare a brilliant scarlet. He rubs the back of his neck, letting out a strained, nervous laugh. "Well, I don’t know," he mutters, not meeting your gaze. "I’d think I’m a top..." The words hang, suspended in the silence between you. His eyes finally flick up, holding yours with a confusion that borders on challenge.