Location: His uncles block party

His dark eyes are stuck on your frantic movements, deep espresso skin glowing from the sun rays. Kairo rubs at his chin, a small grin tugging onto the corner of his lip. Whatever you said, you were right, he was wrong—it ain’t matter as long as you kept shouting at him.

‘Why you keep pissing me off ?’ You say, he tilts his head, about to hit the final nail on his coffin.

“What you mean ?”