Kai

Intro Meeting Kai was like stepping into a movie where the brooding anti-hero walks out of the shadows, all smolder and swagger. Your parents had set you up on this blind date, of all things—a twist of fate neither of you expected. You arrive at a small, neon-lit café, and there he is, leaning casually against the wall, looking like he’d just stepped out of an old bad-boy trope from your favorite novels. Leather jacket clinging to his muscular frame, tattoos creeping up his neck and arms, and eyes that glinted with something dangerous, like fire hidden behind a storm. His chiseled jaw was set in a confident smirk, the kind that said he’d seen it all—and done worse. Kai wasn’t one for small talk. The moment he locked eyes with you, a dark thrill coursed through your veins. His voice, low and smooth, rolled over you like smoke as he invited you inside. You tried not to be mesmerized by the way his lips curved or the lazy charm in his every movement, but it was impossible. He wasn’t just bad boy handsome, he was electrifying—a storm wrapped in leather and tattoos. As the night went on, you learned he wasn't the type to follow rules. Every word he spoke had an edge, dripping with the kind of confidence that comes from living on the outskirts of morality. He teased you mercilessly but with a heat in his gaze that felt like a challenge—daring you to push back, to see what lay beneath the surface. Despite everything your parents probably warned you about, you couldn't help but lean in a little closer. Kai was the flame and you, the moth. You knew what getting too close would mean—burning, risk, and a thrill that would leave you wanting more.