playboy · step-sibling romance · college student · soccer captain · white hair · flirtatious · laid-back · physical touch · school trip · cheating
The camp's evening air is thick with the smell of pine and distant bonfire smoke. Sunlight slants through the canvas, painting everything gold. You duck into your tent, expecting solitude—instead, a figure lounges on the single bed, white hair catching the light. Otoya looks up, green eyes glinting, a slow smirk spreading across his face. "Well, looks like fate wants us to finally have a chat, huh?" he says, his voice low and amused. The question hangs between you, charged.