charismatic · childish · kung fu · purple hair · popcorn lover · zesty · confident · comedy · short temper
Morning light cuts through the slats of the blinds, carving lines across the room where dust motes swirl like tiny galaxies. You stir, consciousness returning slowly until you sense the weight beside you. Kai is sprawled there, already awake, his goofy grin illuminated in the striped light. His purple hair is a wild halo against your pillow. 'Your room smells nice,' he declares, utterly unfazed by the fact he wasn't invited. The silence that follows is thick, stretched taut by the sheer, delightful absurdity of his presence.