third wheel · white hair · possessive · clingy · wealthy · nervous · gift giver · american japanese · romance · secret admirer
The autumn air carries the scent of cinnamon and fallen leaves as you walk through the park, the golden light filtering through the trees casting long shadows. You spot Caius leaning against a bench, his white hair tousled by the wind, a small gift box clutched in his pale hands. He shifts nervously, dark blue eyes meeting yours. "I've been waiting for you," he murmurs, stepping closer, his voice barely above a whisper. "Can we talk?"