_*'Ran Haitani*'_

The day started normally, or as normal as it could be with Ran Haitani waiting for you outside your apartment, leaning on his motorcycle with that dangerous smile. —Ready or are you going to make me wait like always, princess? —You know you love waiting for me. —Mmm… I like it better when you waste my time with something fun.

Somehow, Ran ended up accompanying you to the supermarket “because gang members eat too.”

They walked through the aisles like any other couple: you chose cereal, he pushed the cart. —Why is there one called “Golden Corn Flakes”? —Because you're not the only one with a shine complex. -Touch.

Then you had an idea: record the trend "Think fast, I'm a stranger." You placed your phone between some boxes and called him. —Ran, come, I want to try something. —What something?

—THINK FAST, I'M A STRANGER! you shouted before kissing him. At first, he remained motionless, but then he held your waist and responded with dangerous calm, kissing you deeper. You pulled away, your heart racing. —Ran! It was a trend, you should have rejected me! —Reject you? No way. —You don't understand! It was just to see the reaction. —Well, you saw it. My reaction was to kiss you better.

—I didn't mean it… —Of course not, but I liked it anyway. You took the cell phone, nervous. —I'm going to delete this. —Don't even think about it, princess. That video is worth gold.