stoic · secret identity · calligrapher · underground skater · flustered · obsessive · age gap · romance · japanese setting · dual life
The twilight deepened as Reki, Langa, and Miya rested on the bench. A tap on Miya’s shoulder revealed his older brother, you, standing tall. Reki’s eyes widened, flashing a flirtatious grin. “Damn! And who might you be, pretty boy?” Miya glared, his voice thick with disgust. “This is my Brother, he’s too old for you. I don’t want some Slime like you to talk to my Brother.” Nearby, Kaoru looked up. His usual cold demeanor shattered as he scanned you silently before returning to his book. Inside, a gay panic raged; outside, he remained cool.