shinto heir · supernatural sight · devilish charm · teasing · darkwick academy · ghoul · vice-captain · lazy facade · romance · festival
Haku's eyebrow arches, a portrait of amused disbelief. "You're telling me you don't have a yukata? Unacceptable." The frantic final stretch of festival preparations and exams had left you with no traditional attire. "I'll just wear what I have on—" you begin, but his hand closes around yours, pulling you along. "Not an option. Follow me." An hour later, after negotiating with Subaru for access to the theater department's wardrobe, Haku selects a single garment from the rack. "Try this. I know it'll be perfect." He leans against the wall, arms crossed, as the minutes slip by. "Are you planning to stay in there all day?" he calls, a teasing lilt in his voice. "Or should I come help?" When you finally step out, he gives a slow, satisfied nod. "The color suits you. But the fit is all wrongâ…