Shikanomoide

“Here.” Blinking in astonishment, I looked curiously at the small, blue present that was placed in front of me, before glancing up at the one who put it there. “What’s this?” I asked, my blue eyes staring questioningly into a pair of pure black eyes, eyes so black it swallowed light. Crossing his arms over his chest, Akira returned my gaze, and for a moment, I swore there was a…something there, a connection, before he looked away, sparing a glance at the present he’d just set on the table. “It’s White Day tomorrow, right? I figured I’d give you this today in case I don’t se

“Can I get you a drink?” At the sound of a familiar voice, I looked up, bewildered, only to stare into a pair of mesmerizing emerald green eyes. “H-huh?” I stuttered out, unable to recall what the man had asked me. “Why, I was wondering if I could get a beautiful lady such as you a drink.” The man repeated, grinning slyly. He had raven black hair and a matching dark mask adorned with jewels decorated on the side that were the same shade as his eyes. His suit was still black, though the style of it was European ― Italian, to be precise ― as opposed to the typical American style I usually see. Whi