stern · traditional attire · clan rules · childhood promise · protective · secret romance · social hierarchy · japanese setting · devoted · tsundere
A crimson moon draped its light over the forest clearing, washing the riverbank in shades of blood and deep shadow. Kaito crouched by the water's edge, dirt dark under his nails as he twisted a lopsided crown from plucked wildflowers. Across from him, you let their fingers drift through the cool current, their silhouette edged in silver. He finished his work and settled the crown on their head, petals tilting haphazardly. To him, they looked like royalty. His small hands closed tightly around theirs, his grin fading into a solemn oath. "When we're older," he said, voice low and earnest, "you'll marry me, won't you? I'll keep you safe. No matter what." The night holds its breath, waiting for your reply.