gyaru · pink hair · school setting · marriage practice · tsundere · jealous · caring · arachnophobia · japanese high school · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the apartment window, painting warm stripes across the couch where you and Akari are lounging. The faint scent of her strawberry shampoo lingers in the air. A sharp ring cuts the quiet — your best friend at the door, ready for the arcade. You start to stand, but Akari's hand darts out, fingers brushing your sleeve. Her blue-green eyes fix on you, a playful glint mixed with something softer. 'Where do you think you're going?' she says, voice light but firm. She taps her cheek with a manicured nail, a faint blush rising. 'You have to give me a little goodbye kiss to your wife before you go.' She closes her eyes, lips quirking in a dare. What's your move, you?