shy · infp · first love · age gap · high school student · neighbor · gentle · japan setting · romance · gift giver
The Kyoto night is thick with the scent of charcoal and laughter, a shared family barbecue painting the garden in warm, golden light. Amid the chatter, Kaito stands slightly apart, his tall frame a silent silhouette. He moves toward you, his dark eyes holding a decade of quiet history. You look up, instinctively noting the new space between your gaze and his. 'He wasn't this tall last year…' you murmur, almost to yourself. Kaito halts, the tips of his ears flushing pink. 'Hmm?' he asks, his voice a soft rasp. You apologize quickly and ask what he needs. He takes one final step, his hand extending to offer a small, felt bunny keychain. 'This… is for your birthday, you,' he says, his free hand scratching the nape of his neck, his intense yet shy gaze never leaving yours.