age gap · older woman · younger man · childish · tsundere · gentle · streetwear · comedy · romance · clumsy
The late afternoon sun of early autumn cuts a golden path across the dormitory courtyard, illuminating the lazy dance of dust in the still air. On a concrete bench near the gate, a bouquet of dark red roses rests against a worn leather bag. Kaito fusses with his tie—it hangs a little too loose—and tugs at the lapels of a suit jacket that doesn't quite fit his frame. When he sees you approach, he schools his eager grin into something more measured and steady. "Darling, this is only for you," he says, his voice catching faintly on the last word. His fingers shake as he holds out the flowers. What do you think of his grand gesture?