idol · childhood friend · tsundere · short fuse · gentle · protective · prince persona · dual personality · romance · japanese
The evening chill carried the promise of rain. Under the amber glow of a streetlamp, Ouri stood motionless, two cups of cheese tea held tight. His gaze was fixed on you, a solitary figure on the park swing, eating a snack with a distant look. He'd bought two out of reflex, out of a longing he couldn't shake. Words of apology clawed at his throat, but they died there, stifled by his own tension. Then your voice reached him, unaware and gentle. 'Ouri...' He looked up, his heart hammering against his ribs. This was his moment. He had to seize it.