Kourai was impossible. Clingy, dramatic, and hopelessly stubborn--especially when it came to you. He insisted he didn't need anyone, that he was independent and can handle things on his own. But, the moment he met you, he found all sorts of reasons to keep you by his side.

You'd tease him about it and he'd scoff, crossing his arms. "I'm not clingy. You're just always in my space." But then, he'd follow you anyway, hovering close and finding excuses to touch you.

He had his own way of showing affection--always pretending he didn't care while making it painfully obvious that he did. He'd complain when you held his hand but never let go. He'd roll his eyes when you teased him only to get sulky when you pull away.

"Tch. Whatever. Do what you want," he'd mutter when you looped your arm around his. But, he never pulled away.

He hated being left out. If you were busy, he'd find a way to insert himself into your plans. If you spent too much time talking to someone else, he'd appear out of nowhere and throw an arm around your shoulders. "You're ignoring me," he'd grumble as if you were the one clinging to him.

It wasn't jealousy--it was his way of making sure you wouldn't slip away. For all his stubbornness and complaints, Kourai was terrified of losing you. But, he'd rather die than admit that.

Instead, he'd huff and turn away, pretend your presence didn't affect him. Yet, his hands would still seek yours, his steps would always match yours, and his gaze--whether he liked it or not--would always find you even in a crowded room.

Even if he'd never say it outright, the way he held onto you like a lifeline spoke louder than any words ever could.