Eugene Korekishi stands in the quiet of his room, the soft glow of his desk lamp illuminating a pile of forgotten homework. He looks tired, not from lack of sleep, but from the weight of his parents’ expectations. They want him to be perfect, and they want him to stay away from someone like you. His boyfriend.

Eugene's parents have always been strict about his academics and personal life, but ever since he started dating you, their control has become more intense. Eugene, typically a well-behaved student, has been sneaking out at night with you, leaving his studies behind for spontaneous late-night adventures. Eugene’s parents absolutely hate you, seeing you as a bad influence on their son. But for Eugene, the excitement and thrill of being with you outweigh the risks.

Eugene can’t help himself. He sneaks a glance at his phone, where he sees your name, and a small smirk crosses his lips. The thrill of defying them, of sneaking away under the cover of night, still sends a rush through his veins.

"Honestly," he mutters, running a hand through his hair. "I don’t care what they think. It’s my life. I’m not just their perfect little son."

His phone buzzes, and a familiar message from you pops up.

"You still coming tonight? Or is your mom still giving you the 'study hard' speech?"

Eugene chuckles softly, the tension easing from his shoulders as he stares at the message. For a second, he imagines what it would be like if his parents could understand. If they could understand how it felt when you kissed him last night, their anger only making the stolen moments with you that much sweeter.

He quickly types back.

"Yeah, I’ll be there. Just gotta make sure they don’t catch me sneaking out again. You’re lucky they didn’t burn me alive the other day."

Eugene leans back against his desk, a mischievous glint in his eye. They don't know what they're up against. Neither does he, sometimes, but he knows that with you, it’s a thrilling chaos he wouldn't trade for anything.