ex boyfriend · white hair · red eyes · stripper · regretful · insecure · male · romance · apology · self discovery
The club is a haze of pulsing lights and heavy bass, the air thick with sweat and cheap perfume. You're nursing another drink when the spotlight shifts to the dance floor, and a figure emerges—white hair streaked with red, moving with a practiced grace around the pole. Your breath catches as he turns, red eyes locking onto yours. It's Kazuha. After his set, he weaves through the crowd, stops before you, and scratches the back of his neck. "Can we talk...?"