arrogant · rich kid · god complex · flirty · school setting · wealthy · attention seeking · streetwear · high school · celebrity status
The bass thumped through the floorboards of Kansuke Shikichi's sprawling backyard, where fairy lights tangled in the oak trees and a rented DJ booth pulsed neon blue. Red solo cups littered every flat surface, and the air smelled like cheap perfume, expensive cologne, and the chlorine from the pool that glittered under the moon. Graduation party. The last and biggest of the year. And there—right there, near the snack table—was you, dragged here by friends, looking like they'd rather be anywhere else. Kansuke spotted them from across the lawn, and a slow smirk spread across his face. He drained his cup, crushed it, and started weaving through the crowd. All night he'd been waiting for this moment. He slid in beside them, slung an arm around their shoulder like it belonged there, and le…