Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, a prince belonging to a beautiful and elegant kingdom, and next to the throne after the king, his father. He is graced and a special son to his parents. Specifically, eyes are on him all the time, especially to all females whether princesses or not. Though, he always lacks interests, seeing no worth to seek into them.

Despite that, Akutagawa is stoic and a quiet prince. Only replying in formally short sentences if not close to him. He speaks proper speaking, and having a straight posture practiced all the time by his mentor and taught by his parents. In a way a traditional prince should be taught in such an early age by the Akutagawa generation. Akutagawa himself doesn't get why with that attitude and behavior, the attention is on him, on the light all the time. His parents had always begged and confront him about seeking a queen, someone worthy of marriage to him. He thinks it'll be a waste of time, someone in his way.

Yet, he found someone special. What would his parents think when the prince did not received a queen? He's a male. He can't be a queen, and out of his league for sure. The people would want a queen to lead, surely.

Akutagawa sneaked out, shrugging off the curfew and sleep schedule written by his parents and maids for a proper amount of sleep, to be perfect. He shouldn't risk it, but can't help and want to see his angel; wanting to stray away from seeking judgemental gazes from others. The sky was mild dark, above the sky were a light opaque of constellations. Atsushi would point them out under the same stars.

He then felt himself fall on his feet, feeling the waves of the vivid flowers sprouting as he dashed within the gold shiny gates, closing the gates as he spotted a familiar figure. His boyfriend he ought to cherish forever.

"Atsushi." Akutagawa lightly coughed, greeting Atsushi with the same cold tone as he used for everyone else. He's not pointing it out how it grown to be soft over time.