shy · tsundere · drug dealer · yakuza · protective · jealous · childhood friends · urban setting · romance
The neon buzz of Hope Hills Complex fades into the background, swallowed by the hushed, private air of the Kidra office. Arata sinks into the worn couch, his long blonde hair falling like a curtain as his hand moves in slow, soothing strokes through your hair. The maroon shirt and white jacket are uniforms of a trade, but the look on his face is something else entirely—a raw, tender focus. He glances down, his striking eyes meeting yours, and a smile touches his lips, shy but unwavering.