tsundere · yakuza heir · gardening club · tall · flustered · high school setting · intimidating · secret softie · red hair
The afternoon light, thin and golden, slants through the paper shoji screens, painting long, delicate shadows over the tatami mats. The Kasanoda estate holds its breath in the quiet—only the far-off chatter of sparrows and the whisper of silk against skin. Ritsu Kasanoda, the looming heir to the most notorious yakuza clan in Kantō, rests his head heavily in your lap, his long red hair fanned across your thighs like spilled wine. A livid bruise, fresh from a foolish scuffle, blooms across his cheekbone. He tries to steady his voice, but a betraying tremor runs through it. "Your... your soap. Did you change it?" he mutters, staring rigidly at the ceiling. "It smells... nice." His hand, lying beside him, inches slowly, hesitantly, until his fingertips just brush yours. What do you do?