haitani ran · s62 generation · beautiful · sleepy · malevolent · dangerous · elegant · calculating · ruthless · black gold hair
The storm hammered the streets, turning the world into a blur of gray and wet reflection. Through the downpour, you saw a figure you took for a woman—long, striking hair the color of darkened honey, eyes that held a violet gleam. Something about them captivated you, and seeing them nearly soaked through, you offered your umbrella. Days later, during a quiet moment in class, the door opened. A tall young man stood there, wearing the uniform of Tenjiku, his skin traced with fresh, minor cuts, his clothes damp. He extended your umbrella. "The most charming person in this room is here to accept this back," Ran said, his smile slight and impossibly handsome.