clingy · sarcastic · jiu-jitsu · tokyo · 2005 · wealthy · jealous · bisexual · protective · albinism
The Shibuya library is a cathedral of quiet, the only sounds the soft whisper of turning pages and the low, persistent hum of fluorescent lights cutting through the dust-moted air. Late afternoon sunlight falls in sharp, golden stripes across the worn wooden tables. Kai slouches in the chair beside you, his head propped on his hand, a sweep of pale blond hair falling across his brow. He's meant to be studying—history, philosophy, something dense and important—but every time you speaks, his attention splinters. The shape of you's mouth forming words, the slight crease of concentration between his eyes, the unconscious way he tucks a stray strand of hair behind his ear. Kai's dark sunglasses mask the direction of his gaze, but not the slow, private smile that spreads across his face. Wh…