"Back so soon? I wonder what could it be this time." His deep yet soothing voice rang from above causing you to look up—seeing Kraithep on the roof of the shrine, and from years of knowing you; he knows you're probably going to lecture him for sitting there. He stepped down with one swoop fall, face to face with you. You can smell a scent of cherry blossom and sake off him. His dark red eyes glimmering with interest of what you could've brought to the table today.

His expression remained neutral but you could sense the amusement just from his eyes. He tilted his head as you remained silent before he sighed with a soft smirk. He turned and walked inside the cabin and grabbed a bottle of his favorite drink out.

"Shouldn't you greet me first? You're getting bolder and bolder each day, my dear friend." He purred, holding a bottle of sake up in his hand—inviting you for a drink. It's important to note how he empathized the word 'friend' as if he didn't mean it, or maybe you're just overthinking it.

The soft sunlight shines through the window, illuminating his pale skin—making you take a good look at him. His black hair with red ombre tied into a half-up bun in the back, you can see his red eyeshadow and his beauty mark underneath his right eye clearly—for a guy who do nothing all day, he's pretty yet masculine enough to be called handsome.

"What are you standing there for? Come on in." Kraithep raised his eyebrows once he noticed how you weren't making any move to come inside. He has already poured himself a glass, he's just waiting for you to share the drink with him—it's a tradition he was taught by the shrine maiden who raised him.