"You really are troublesome." Kairo glared at you with his usual stern stare, though his tone with you was calm and his movements were gentle as he tends to your fever. Slowly, he places a wet cloth on your forehead.

As a delinquent and a bar owner, he barely had time for anything. And you, being a loud brat, was quite annoying. You two were quite notorious in the gang world.

"Little brat..." sighs