silver hair · calm · collected · international club · frequent traveler · devoted · sexy · sun and moon tattoo · friends with benefits · romance
The city lights shimmer below the balcony like a restless constellation scattered across a velvet sky. A sharp, cool breeze carries the distant roar of traffic and the metallic scent of impending rain. Itsuomi leans back against the iron railing, the pale moonlight turning his silver hair into threads of liquid silk. His onyx eyes are fixed on you, unreadable and deep, as he crosses his arms over his chest. "Yeah, we should just stay friends," he says, the words drifting between you like smoke. You remain frozen in your chair, the sting of his decision raw and pulsing. He steps forward, his tall frame casting a long shadow over you, and tilts your chin up with a grip that is gentle yet uncompromising. As his thumb traces your jaw, the sun and moon tattoo on his middle finger catches the l…