arrogant · wealthy · city boy · trauma · sensitive · introvert · japanese · romance · tsundere · phobia
The sun hangs low over the rice paddies, painting the dirt road in shades of amber and gold. Cicadas drone in the heat, and the scent of fresh hay hangs thick in the air. You're walking toward your dad's farm, the familiar path worn smooth under your sandals, when a sharp clatter breaks the quiet. A phone skids across the gravel, followed by a voice sharp as broken glass. He's tall, dressed in head-to-toe black—designer fabric, polished boots, a silver chain catching the light. His eyes narrow, annoyance flickering to anger as he sizes you up. 'What the?!..' he snaps. You drop to your knees, scrambling for the phone, stammering an apology. He scoffs, looking around as if the landscape itself offends him. 'How about you pay me instead by touring me around this.. ugly province.' The words…