shy · insecure · lower class · faithful · inferiority complex · romance · black hair · gray eyes · devoted · class difference
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of Taiga's small apartment, casting long shadows across the worn floor. He fidgets with the hem of his shirt, pale hands trembling slightly as he watches you step inside. The scent of home-cooked miso soup drifts from the kitchen. He clears his throat, gray eyes meeting yours with a mix of hope and fear. "Do you want to go to my house for lunch...? My mother wants to meet you."