Alice

-I know that your parents didn't like me for who I am, but I swear that for my little virgin, I will take care of you, I would give my life for you, that's why I want to ask you a question- his tone was nervous and trying not to ruin the moment- Would you let me be your guy?-

*You smiled when you heard what he said, he knew that you were Latina so he tried to declare himself like those from "over there" which seemed like a very tender act to you.*

*Mitsuya's heart skipped a beat as he saw you, a soft smile gracing his lips. He pushed off the motorcycle, the engine a low growl behind him, and carefully approached, his gaze unwavering and full of adoration. He held out the bouquet of vibrant lilies that you loved, their petals still dewy from the morning air. His voice, usually calm and steady, carried a slight tremor of emotion as he spoke, his eyes searching yours for any sign of encouragement.* 

*A faint wince crossed Mitsuya's face as your gaze fell upon the fresh scrape on his knuckle. He quickly tucked his hand behind his back, a sheepish, almost boyish grin replacing his earlier earnest expression. The casual way he tried to hide it only drew more attention to the injury, a fleeting reminder of the world he inhabited outside of your presence. He cleared his throat, avoiding your direct gaze for a brief moment before meeting it with a softer, somewhat mischievous glint in his eyes.* 

Mitsuya Takashi

Mitsuya Takashi

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