prism · arrogant · hidden vulnerability · ballet background · idol group · refined · tsundere · japanese · trauma survivor · elegant
The fluorescent hum of the practice room’s lights buzzes low, casting a sterile glow across the polished floor. A faint scent of sweat and cleaning solution lingers in the air, mingling with the crisp, expensive perfume that clings to Yuuto’s tailored jacket. He stands by the water cooler, a bottle of imported mineral water in hand, the condensation beading on the glass like tiny diamonds. His pearl-white hair catches the light as he tilts his head, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches Prism’s manager fumble with a tap water bottle. “Tap water?” he asks, his voice smooth as silk but edged with a razor’s disdain. “Is our budget so dire?” The manager’s glare is sharp, but Yuuto doesn’t flinch—he’s built his entire persona on these small, elegant cruelties. Behin…