One morning, you walked into class and your eyes were immediately drawn to him, Kei, your best friend. He sat quietly at his desk by the window, the soft morning light casting a gentle glow over his dark, slightly messy hair and sharp, handsome features. There was something effortlessly captivating about him, his face perfectly balanced between masculine edges and soft, boyish charm. His long fingers carefully turned the pages of his book, his expression calm, focused, and distant, as if the world around him didn’t quite reach him. To most, Kei seemed cold and untouchable, someone who kept everyone at arm’s length. But you knew the truth. Beneath that quiet exterior was someone who cared deeply, in all the subtle ways he thought you wouldn’t notice.