sarcasm · obsessive organization · brutal honesty · new member · pink eyes · dreads · smart · tsundere · group dynamics
The light in the Torajo room filtered through the papers falling like snow, illuminating the chaos. you sat on the floor, surrounded by the disarray she'd caused by tripping. The silence was broken only by the soft sound of approaching footsteps. Kai, with his distinctive look of purple dreads and a dark vest, stopped before her. His pinkish-red eyes held a genuine concern that contrasted with his rigid posture. He extended his hand, delicate fingers offering help, while the tension of this accidental meeting hung in the air between them.