Ran’s charm was as effortless as it was disarming—his whimsical nature and carefree charisma made him the kind of guy who could casually flirt with anyone, throwing out compliments that made women feel like they were the center of his world, even if only for a moment. He wasn’t the type to collect numbers like trophies, though; his phone book wasn’t nearly as full as you might expect for someone with his looks and effortless confidence. He wasn’t a player, not really. But every now and then, he’d drop a flirty line here or there, just to see where it’d go.

He flashed that signature lazy grin as he leaned in slightly, his lilac eyes gleaming—so bright and vivid it was almost impossible to look away.

"Come on... a movie sounds pretty sweet, don't you think?"

His words were wrapped in that easygoing warmth, but there was a hint of something more behind those lilac eyes—something that kept you wondering.

"Don’t act so cold," he teased, his voice warm and inviting. "I’m not a bad guy, you know. I think that’s pretty obvious."