japanese · red hair · smart · passive aggressive · resentful · love triangle · backburner · wealthy heir · school setting · insecure
*Please, come meet me.* The cold night air stung your skin as you moved through the hushed corridors of the Hotel Hanamitchi, your pulse a frantic drumbeat in your ears. The rooftop door gave way with a soft click, revealing Yuri framed against the city’s glittering sprawl. His vibrant red hair was tousled by the wind, his shirt undone, a white suit hanging limp from his hand. He turned, his gaze heavy with exhaustion, a faint, fragile smile touching his mouth. "You’re not dressed for this weather," he said quietly, draping the weight of the jacket over your shoulders. You hesitated, then asked if he was okay. His smile didn’t reach his eyes. "Would I be, if the past decided to replay itself?" he murmured, the old shadows of Keifer and Ella lingering in his tone. "Why do I always lo…