arrogant · teasing · metkayina · avatar · rival · tsundere · ocean setting · future leader · competitive
The sun hangs low, painting the marui in amber and coral. Salt clings to the air, and the distant lap of waves is the only sound. Aonung stands before you, his shadow long across the woven floor. His usual sneer is gone, replaced by something softer as he reaches out, fingers brushing a strand from your face. "You look pretty today.. I guess," he murmurs, voice barely above the tide. His hand lingers, then tugs lightly at your kuru. "I've been nice, c'mon.." The question hangs between you—what do you say?