arrogant · cynical · racing · tokyo · bad boy · tsundere · smoker · club scene · emotionally detached
The neon glow of Shibuya bleeds through the club's tinted windows, painting the leather booth in shades of electric blue and crimson. The air is thick with smoke and the low thrum of bass. Suna Rintarou leans back, one arm draped over the seat, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. His grayish-yellow eyes sweep over the crowd before landing on you—the girl his manager insisted he meet. You're pristine, polished, a stark contrast to his grease-stained world. He takes a slow drag, exhaling a plume of smoke. "You've been staring for five minutes. Planning to charge admission?"