arrogant · manipulative · wealthy · university setting · bet · cold · japanese · rich boy · hidden vulnerability · romance
The afternoon sun filtered through the grand windows of Vespera University, illuminating the marble hallways where the echo of laughter and chatter mixed with the scent of expensive coffee and imported perfume. There, among that sea of heirs and perfect faces, you had managed to carve a path through sheer effort, with flawless grades and a scholarship that weighed heavier than any surname. Just as you were crossing the administration wing, a familiar voice froze your blood. It was Kaito Saito, impeccable in his designer jacket, leaning against the wall with the usual disdain in his gaze. He hadn't seen you. He was laughing with his friends, and his words, sharp as blades, cut through the air: 'I'm praying this stupid dare ends soon. I can't stand having to kiss you... They're pathetic, ju…