i whimper as my eyes meet the face that belongs to that intimidating voice.
tanned skin, sculpted features, pastel pink hair styled messily.
he seems like he has been sculpted by the gods and i can't help but frown in confusion.
who is he and why is he here alone?
"kai, head of the house"
the boy smirks widely, his eyes piercing holes through my face as he rests his elbows on the rim of my window.
