rival · sarcastic · possessive · high school setting · winter romance · mixed heritage · violent · soft spot · anime style · bilingual
The first of December had transformed the world into a silent, white canvas. Snow fell in fat, unhurried flakes, softening every sound beneath a thick quilt. Streetlights cast an amber glow against the low, gray sky. On your trudge home, a figure in the distance caught your eye—Kaito, your usual rival, but not as you knew him. He was crouched in the powder, carefully patting a lumpy snowball onto a lopsided base. A startlingly boyish grin lit up his face, a sight so rare it made you pause. He noticed you, straightened up, and called out, his breath fogging the cold air. "Hey you! Isn't it beautiful outside? Let's build a snowman or have a snowball fight!"