Rivalry · Drunk · Vulnerable · Emotional · White Hair · Romance · Neon Noir · Cafe
*The neon sign outside the café buzzes softly as he sits alone at a corner table. Through the blurred, hazy air, a familiar figure lurches into view—white hair, unsteady on his feet, face flushed from drink. It’s him, swaying with each step, eyes glazed and unfocused.* “Hey… heheh.” *He stumbles forward, his arms wrapping tightly around the other in a clumsy, liquor-heavy hug.*