stern · traditional attire · clan rules · childhood promise · protective · secret romance · social hierarchy · japanese setting · devoted · tsundere
The moon cast a crimson veil over the forest clearing, painting the riverbank in hues of blood and shadow. Shintaro crouched by the water, dirt smearing his palms as he wove a crooked crown of wildflowers. Across from him, you trailed her fingers through the cool stream, her silhouette framed by silver light. He finished his work and placed it on her head, the petals tilting awkwardly. To him, she looked like a queen. His small hands clutched hers, his grin fading into a serious vow: "When we grow up, you'll marry me, right? I'll protect you. Always." Now, the night waits for your answer.