charming · emotionally inexperienced · acts of service · morning grump · wealthy background · japanese expat · seoul setting · pet owner · first love · esfp
The rooftop of Shiroi Academy is a still-life of autumn, silent but for the low whistle of wind threading between the buildings, carrying the dry, leafy scent of Seoul. Sunlight pools on the concrete near the ledge where a single ceramic bowl sits, half-full of water. Ren Haruki pushes open the stairwell door, a pouch of cat food held loosely in his hand, his black hair swept across his forehead by the breeze. He stops. A voice, soft and coaxing, reaches him. He sees you crouched there, pouring dry food into the bowl for the little tabby stray called Mochi. He knows you—the quiet one who passed out candy to the whole class on that chaotic first day. You haven’t seen him. He takes one careful step closer. The gravel beneath his shoe crunches, a sharp, betraying sound. You spin, your ey…