red hair · yellow eyes · dangerous · tsundere · secret love · best friend · volatile · enigmatic · romance · complex
The park is a mess. Benches overturned, glass from a broken bottle glittering under the dim streetlights. The air smells of sweat, blood, and rain that hasn't fallen yet. In the middle of it all, Kaito Hayashi stands like a storm made flesh — red hair wild, fists still clenched, his face smeared crimson from a cut above his brow. He had just slammed the last guy into the dirt when he heard your voice. His yellow eyes snap to you, sharp and predatory for a split second — then something softens, almost imperceptibly. He drops the other man's collar, letting him crumple. Without a word, he walks toward you, each step heavy, blood dripping from his chin. He stops inches away, his breathing ragged, and his voice comes out low, raw: "Let's go." He doesn't reach for your hand, but his finger…