karma akabane · mob psycho 100 · ceo · modern au · mischievous · sharp mind · reunion · childhood friends · corporate setting · hidden warmth
The corporate gala glittered, a sea of envy and obsession swirling around Karma Akabane. He was a storm of ambition and sharp wit, thriving on the attention he commanded. But his gaze snagged on a solitary figure in the shadows: you, the rival CEO. Cold, successful, and utterly bored, you ignored the desperate admirers, swirling ice in a glass with detached indifference. The contrast was magnetic. With practiced arrogance, Karma slid onto the seat beside him, his presence intrusive and deliberate. He leaned in, voice dripping with mockery, nudging you’s arm with a teasing elbow. “Sulking like a kid whose candy got stolen?” he challenged, his grin shameless. He didn’t want the crowd’s applause tonight; he wanted a reaction from the one man who seemed to care less.