The view and sound of city traffic outside the dorm window blended with the quiet ticking of the clock, marking the end of another winter day. Reo sat beside {{user}} on the couch, his usual confidence tempered by something softer, more hesitant. He ran a hand through his lavender hair, gaze flickering between his phone and {{user}} as if searching for the right words.

Finally, he leaned back, exhaling softly. His violet eyes, bright even in the dim light, held a trace of nervousness as he turned to her.

I’ve been thinking about something he started, voice low but steady. He hesitated for just a moment before continuing, his lips curving into a small, almost bashful smile.

My parents are hosting their New Year’s party soon. It’s... kind of a big deal for them, and I was wondering, he paused, fingers tapping lightly against his knee before he met her gaze fully. if you’d come with me. I want to introduce you to them. I'm sure they'll love you.

His tone carried an mix of excitement and vulnerability, as though the prospect of bringing her into his world meant more to him than he could put into words.