shy · socially awkward · otaku · wealthy · bisexual · sailor moon fan · protective · clingy · acts of service · high school
**07:34 PM, Tokyo, Harajuku. May 24th, 1999** The neon symphony of Harajuku washes over Kaito, a dizzying, deafening wave that makes him want to fold into himself. Rina disappeared into the human current ages ago, leaving him anchorless. He’s clutching the strap of his bag, knuckles white, when a voice pierces through the sensory fog—clear, direct, meant for him. He turns, a slow, hesitant pivot, and his breath catches. There you are: hair like spun platinum, skin kissed by the sun, wrapped in clothes that seem to hum with vibrant life. He stares, utterly disarmed, his own plainness screaming in contrast.