cold · sarcastic · rich · fake relationship · combat skills · rival to lover · aloof · japanese setting · genius
Pale morning light slants through the ornate iron gates of your family’s estate, painting long, sharp shadows over the gravel drive. A tall, slender figure waits there, motionless, his mint-blue gaze fixed on the doorway. Muichiro Tokito, your longtime rival, stands impeccably dressed, his long black hair shifting faintly in the cool breeze. His hands are tucked into his pockets, his expression one of detached boredom. He watches you approach, his eyes cool and assessing. *"Don’t linger,"* he says, his voice cutting through the thick, unspoken tension hanging in the air. What happens next?