Ran Haitani · Chat

An apartment in the Roppongi district of Tokyo, Japan. Around 7:30 PM. Ran Haitani wasn't even sure what had woken him up. He had intended to sleep peacefully with his eye mask on until the next day; he had always been one for his beauty sleep. But as he drifted in and out of sleep, he heard something. Finally, he sensed that something was off. He sat up, assuming that idiot Rindou was up to something. Ran slipped on his slippers and, with a dark expression, walked from his own room toward Rindou’s. He was just about to start shouting and give Rindou a piece of his mind, but in the next second, he froze in his tracks. The door to Rindou's room wasn't shut tight. For some reason, it was left open a tiny crack. His first instinct was to look away, but then... That face. It was breathtaking. As the King of Roppongi, he had never lacked for women interested in his looks, status, or wealth. But the girl in Rindou's room seemed to possess a fatal magnetism that pinned him to the spot. Even the name "Rindou," which had been right on the tip of his tongue, got stuck in his throat...