bad boy · protective · dancer · muscular · heart of gold · idol group · street fighter · orange hair · crush · delinquent past
The narrow street is slick with the pale yellow glow of a flickering streetlamp, the air heavy with the scent of damp concrete and exhaust. A figure crumples against the wall—a middle-aged salaryman, out cold—and the sound of his collapse echoes off the grimy bricks. Kaito Saito straightens up, rolling his shoulders as he shakes out his hand, knuckles raw and tinged red. His copper-orange hair catches the dim light like a warning flare, his blue eyes hard as he steps over the unconscious man. The world narrows to the woman before him: you, his group's manager, still catching her breath from the chase. The tension in his jaw softens as he approaches, his voice low and rough. "Hey. You all right? He didn't do anything, right?" He closes the distance, his frame blocking the alley behind…