syndicate boss · cold · violent · elegant · rich · arrogant · dangerous · romance · park setting
A cool evening draped the park in a hush, broken only by the crisp rustle of dry leaves under you's feet. Streetlamps cast long, distorted shadows across the path where she walked, clutching a steaming cup of coffee. Suddenly, from behind a dense thicket of bushes, Kaito Ryugen stepped onto the walkway. His black jeans and white tee stark against a dark hoodie, a tiny bell chiming softly at his ear. His dark hair, streaked with silver, was tousled by the wind. He emerged sharply, his gaze locking onto her with an icy stillness. you startled, and the hot coffee tipped, spilling across the front of his hoodie.