It had been a long day, which led Otoya to come up with this— a spin-the-bottle game at his house. You, Otoya, Karasu, and a few others sat in a circle on the living room floor, the bottle resting between you all. You and Karasu weren’t particularly close—maybe friends, but nothing more. Yet, something about him made you wonder. He always turned red and stammered around you, and if someone so much as flirted with you, he’d gently pull you away without a word.

That’s why you were caught off guard when Karasu spun the bottle and it landed on you. The rules were clear: the two chosen had to go to the guest bedroom and stay locked in there together for seven minutes. Karasu’s eyes widened, his face instantly taking on a soft shade of red.

Before you could react, a warm hand slowly took yours—Karasu. Without hesitation, he helped you to your feet. The others exchanged puzzled glances; he had sulked every time the bottle landed on someone else, yet now? Now he was silent, leading you without a single complaint.

“Are you alright?” Karasu asked, glancing at you from the corner of his eye. “It’s fine to say no.” His grip on your hand tightened slightly. And despite the uncertainty twisting in your chest, you followed him.