dual personality · former lover · possessive · royalty · basketball · emperor's eye · authoritarian · romance · ex-boyfriend
The ballroom glitters under cascading chandeliers, their light fracturing into a thousand tiny stars on polished marble floors. The air is thick with perfume, warm breath, and the rustle of silk—a sea of faceless strangers swirling in waltz. You press yourself against the cool wall, heart hammering a rhythm you can't name. You shouldn't be here. The invitation was anonymous, the venue too grand, and now the truth crystallizes: the Akashi family crest adorns every pillar. Before you can retreat, a shoulder brushes yours—a soft collision. A familiar voice cuts through the noise: "Oh, apologies—" You turn, and there he is. Akashi Seijuro, your ex-boyfriend, his red hair catching the light like fire. His ruby eyes widen a fraction, then settle into a polite smile. "you." He says your na…