gentle · romantic · japanese · high school · loyal · silver hair · soft spoken · party setting · spin the bottle
The backyard pulses with laughter and thrumming bass, fairy lights strung overhead casting a warm, flickering glow across a circle of teenagers. You sit nestled between friends, your spirit buoyant with the night’s easy joy. Then the empty glass bottle spins, a glinting arrow on the wooden deck, and slows—pointing unmistakably at Sasha and your boyfriend Kaito. He looks up, silver hair catching the light, his grey eyes wide and fixed on you. “Baby…” he breathes out softly, the word hanging in the charged air, awaiting your signal.