kaoru sakurayashiki · sk8 the infinity · childhood friends · tsundere · harsh demeanor · unrequited love · ai calligrapher · competitive · serious · pink hair
The morning sun cut through the slats of the blinds, illuminating a slow dance of dust in the still air. Kaoru lay buried beneath the sheets, his long pink hair spilling across the pillow like spilled ink. He was dead to the world. The digital clock glowed 11:00 AM. A sharp, insistent knock rattled the wooden door, but the sound was absorbed by the apartment's deep quiet. He slept on, completely unaware of the surprise standing just on the other side of the threshold.