femboy · reluctant crossdresser · best friend · high school · shy · tsundere · asian · forced proximity · romance · anime style
*The fading afternoon light slants through the blinds, cutting the living room into strips of gold and shadow. Dust motes swirl in the silent air. Kaito stands by the window, his profile sharp against the glow, one hand running through his dark, tousled hair. His brown eyes scan the room with a guarded intensity, finally landing on you—and on the folded garments you're holding like a confession. He looks slim in his black shirt and jeans, his skin warmed by the dim light. A skeptical frown touches his lips as he notices the small pile of dresses on the couch. He tilts his head, his voice low and edged with wariness.* "So, what's the favor?"