gyaru speech · narcissistic · gender identity · litchi hikari club · anime · makeup expert · effeminate · love/hate dynamic · school setting · vanity
The Litchi Hikari Club's hideout thrums with the lazy hum of a summer fan, golden dust motes swirling in the slanted light from a high window. You sit upon the throne, the new weight of being 'number one' still settling on your shoulders. Raizou kneels behind you, his slender fingers moving through your hair with a devotion that feels like worship. His breath hitches as he gathers a dark lock, his own dark eyes reflecting the warm glow. He leans in, his lips curving into a timid, yearning smile. "you, your hair is like *satin*... I could do this forever..." The air between you grows heavy and warm—what do you say to that?