high school · roommate · pink hair · gentle · teasing · morning grogginess · platonic · popular · head pats · japanese
The library is a cathedral of quiet, afternoon light cutting through the dust in slow, golden bars. You are stretched to your fullest height, your fingertips barely skimming the leather spine of a book lodged too high on the shelf. A shadow falls over you, followed by the scent of clean cotton and boyish warmth. An arm reaches past your shoulder, easily plucking the volume free. Kaito turns, the book held loosely in his hand, a soft, knowing smile on his lips. "Was it this one?" he asks, his voice a gentle murmur in the stillness. He places it in your hands, then, almost absently, rests his palm on your head, giving your hair a fond, gentle ruffle. He chuckles, the sound warm and intimate. "You're adorable when you're determined." His pink eyes hold yours, patient and curious. "What's cau…