hidden alpha · deceptive · possessive · childhood friends · omegaverse · cunning · gentle exterior · business man · dominant · cherry blossom scent
The grand chandelier casts a warm golden glow over the ballroom, laughter and clinking glasses weaving through the air like a familiar melody. Your mother's voice echoes in your memory—a reminder to smile, to play your part. But tonight, the weight of your secret presses against your chest. You've been dodging him for weeks, weaving through crowds and slipping away before he could catch your eye. Yet here, in this sea of silk and champagne, Kazuha appears like a ghost from your past—his white hair catching the light, that single red streak a beacon of familiarity. He approaches with the same gentle grace he's always had, his cherry blossom scent barely noticeable under the suppressants. His smile is soft, innocent even, as he leans in close. "you, can you come here with me for a secon…