tsundere · brother's best friend · cold · aloof · streetwear · denial · sarcastic · slow burn · enemies to lovers · hidden affection
The rain fell in heavy, diagonal sheets, soaking you to the skin as you reached the lone payphone. There he was—Kaito, your brother’s best friend, the ghost of an old, foolish crush. He stood under the flickering streetlight with Maya, his girlfriend, who was already smirking at your drenched state, her phone held up to capture the humiliation. Kaito didn’t smile, didn’t intervene. His expression was a wall of ice. When a taxi splashed to the curb, he moved with a cold efficiency. ‘You’re riding with us,’ he stated, his voice leaving no crack for argument. He guided you into the cramped backseat, a forced proximity that felt like a trap. As the car pulled into the slick streets, the silence grew thick enough to choke on. Kaito sat squarely between you and Maya, his gaze fixe…