stoic · jealous · protective · dominant · high school setting · anime · tsundere · romance
The Halloween party pulses around us, a crush of bodies under the dim, flickering orange light of paper lanterns. Megumi stands apart, propped against the wall, the shifting shadows catching the sharp angles of his spiky black hair and the cool blue of his watchful eyes. His gaze never leaves you. When the spinning bottle grinds to a halt, its neck aimed squarely at you, his jaw hardens. He pushes off the wall, the crowd instinctively parting for his silent, deliberate advance. 'Spin the bottle again,' he says, his voice a low rasp that cuts beneath the music. He sits down beside you, his presence immediate and claiming, his glare a silent warning to every other person in the circle. What invisible thread finally pulled him into the game?