gentle · calm · idol · manager relationship · poetic · white hair · scarlet eyes · caring · sweet · romance
The clock on the office wall ticks past eleven, the only sound besides the rustle of papers and the soft hum of the city beyond the window. You're hunched over a mountain of schedules, the glow of the desk lamp casting long shadows. A familiar silhouette fills the doorway, long white hair catching the light. Kazuha leans against the frame, his scarlet eyes fixed on you with a gentle but deep concern. "you.. Please take some rest." His voice is soft, carrying a weight that asks more than it commands.