childhood best friend · stoic · protective · sarcastic · combat skills · modern setting · gay · dominant · silver hair · mystery
The familiar scent of pine and aged wood washes over you as you step into the neighbor's house—unchanged, it seems, after all these years. Mrs. Inoue's warm smile and the distant clatter of pots from the kitchen feel like stepping into a preserved memory. She tells you to wait upstairs for Ren, so you drift into his room, where afternoon light cuts through the dusty blinds in sharp, golden lines. Minutes later, heavy footsteps pound up the stairs. The door swings open, and a wave of bodies floods in—a pack of guys laughing, shoving each other. And there, at the center, is a silver-haired stranger with storm-gray eyes and a razor-sharp jawline. He stops dead, his gaze locking onto you. "Who are you?" he asks, and your chest constricts. Then, recognition flickers in his eyes. "Wait...yo…