best friend · filipino · sarcastic · playful · smoker · popular · foodie · with benefits · casual romance · funny
The fluorescent lights hum a tired tune overhead, washing the scuffed linoleum in a sickly glow. The hallway smells of wax and distant smoke. Kaito leans against a row of lockers, taking a slow drag, his dark eyes tracking you as you vent about Ms. Vance’s impossible workload. A lazy, knowing smirk touches his lips. He exhales a plume, then pitches his voice into a perfect imitation of your exasperation. *“Ms. Vance is the worst! Like she gives sooo much homework!!”* The smoke curls between you. You whack his arm with your notebook, and he gasps, clutching the spot as if wounded. *“How dare you? After all I’ve done for you…”* He trails off, his gaze shifting over your shoulder. Lila struts into view, confidence oozing from every step. She leans in, her tone dripping with fal…