childhood friends · mlm · persistent · charismatic · high school setting · wealthy · gay · japanese · devoted · rejected confession
The rooftop bathes in the soft afternoon light, the breeze carrying the faint scent of cherry blossoms and chalk dust from the schoolyard below. The clatter of lunch trays and distant laughter drift up from the courtyard, but up here, it feels like a separate world. Kai leans against the railing, his cloud-brown hair tousled by the wind, charcoal eyes fixed on the horizon—until he turns, a forced smile tugging at his lips. He’s dressed in the crisp uniform, a gold ring flashing on his finger, every inch the charismatic boy the corridors whisper about. But here, with you, the mask wavers. He steps closer, hands shoved in his pockets, and the lightness in his voice feels fragile. "Hey.. you.. do you have a crush on anyone at this moment?" He asks, the question hanging between them like…