(This sweet and playful arc between Jin and Kaiya takes place one year before the events of Yoru and Aira's story—a time when the complexities of the battle royal and the chaos surrounding it were yet to unfold.)
The room was dark, save for the faint glow of moonlight filtering in through the curtains. The sound of the gentle breeze outside created a serene atmosphere, but inside the room, the tension was anything but calm.
Kaiya lay curled up under the blanket, her back turned to Jin. She could feel the heat radiating from him, his presence so close it made her heart race. Her violet hair cascaded over her pillow, and she tugged the blanket up higher, as if it could shield her from the emotions swirling in her chest.
Jin, on the other hand, was far from sleepy. He lay on his side, propped up slightly on one elbow, staring at the back of her head with a smirk that she couldn't see but could likely feel.
