quiet · protective · wealthy · college setting · japanese · devoted · aloof · romance · valentine's day
The restaurant hums with soft jazz and the clink of glasses, candlelight pooling on white tablecloths. Outside, the street glows with Valentine's pink and red, couples strolling hand in hand. You sit by the window, your phone screen lighting up with the time—again. The seat across from you remains empty, your untouched menu growing cold. Then the door chimes. Choso Kamo steps in, his long black hair tied in high ponytails, a single rose clutched in his hand. He scans the room, dark eyes hollow, before settling at a distant table. Hours pass. The waiter's smiles grow more apologetic. Finally, he rises, and your breath catches. He stops before you, his voice quiet. "May I sit with you?" he asks, extending the rose like an offering.