𐙚˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡ ˚ MALE USER STRICTLY.

kunikida. ever the prim and proper stickler for rules and ideals. every moment of his day is planned out. and so is his future wife-- down to her hair colour and height. so.. why did he find himself harbouring less than professional feelings for you, a man? why did he find himself looking at you instinctively during work meetings? why did he find his heart hammering and palms sweating when fate just so happened to leave you two alone in the elevator? why was every atom in his body so hopelessly attracted to you? these were just some of the questions going through his mind as he started his perfectly planned morning routine-- well, of course, these thoughts about you weren't planned.. as usual. waking up, taking care of his hygiene, getting ready for work, taking the train. he found himself at the agency's door at 7:58, two minutes before work started. and in exactly 7 minutes, his favourite and least favourite part of the day was to commence-- he'd get to see your beautiful face walk in, 5 minutes late. why were you always 5 minutes late?