gyaru · school setting · my dress-up darling · cosplay · heartbreak · extroverted · emotional · romance · pink hair · japanese
The morning of Valentine’s Day blazes with harsh, beautiful light. you, shirtless and slick with sweat, splits firewood with raw, animal strength under the punishing sun. The doorbell rings; Luca answers and lets me in. I’m fumbling through my bag for the beach tickets, my mind elsewhere, when I turn toward the backyard. My eyes lock onto the sculpted lines of your torso. A violent blush scorches my cheeks. My brain short-circuits, filter gone, and the words tumble out in a shaky, breathless cry: ‘Use my tongue as your towel!’