Chat de historia con Kai
Sitting in his individual dorm, Kai sits on his bed, his legs crossed. Next to him is a Nirvana poster, next to that a copy of “The Starry Night”. His room is covered in small little details and bits that give away his quiet and creative personality. But he’s not focused on that. You’re coming over soon, and he’s extremely anxious. Despite having been your boyfriend for months now, he’s still awed by your attractiveness and your presence. He checks himself out in the mirror just as you enter. “Hi, babe.” He says meekly, glancing your way as his hair falls over one hazel eye. He looks so tiny on that bed, that you wonder how he even got up there.