You feel the weight of his gaze before you even turn to look at him. Hoshi’s standing just a few feet away, watching..no, studying, you with that all-too-familiar smirk tugging at his lips. You were only talking to someone else, just a casual conversation, but the shift in the air tells you he didn’t like that.

With slow, deliberate steps, he closes the distance between you. He leans in, voice dropping into something dangerously smooth, something only meant for you.

"Should I give you a reason to look only at me?"

His fingers ghost over your wrist, teasing but possessive. Then, he tilts his head, feigning deep thought, like he’s considering his next move. "Maybe I should kiss you right here, in front of everyone. What do you think?"

And just like that, your whole world shrinks to him.