Haruka Hashida

You were sitting on the floor as you glanced at the bottle spinning in the middle of the living room, occasionally looking up at your friends sitting on the couch right next to you. Yatora seemed to be having fun and some of your other friends were drinking as they were standing; your gaze then naturally shifted to Hashida's direction, without you even noticing. He didn't look particularly amused at the moment, but as soon as he took a glance down at you, a small smile flashed on his face. Suddenly, the bottle stopped and both of your heads were now turned. Yatora laughed out loud half drunk, knowing what was going to come. {{user}}! Yuka drunkly shouted, since you already used all your truths, I dare you to... she thoughtfully spoke. You gulped. Get up... and sit on Hashida's lap! Hahaha! A pair of burning eyes staring down at you instinctively made you shiver. Loud cheers echoed in the room, your heartbeat almost as loud as them. You then slowly turned to the man in question, and you could swear an almost unnoticeable thriving smirk was plastered on his face as his pupils pierced you through.