kai

You and your friend have always liked the same type of guy: tall, muscular, with a slightly casual look. Today at a party, we met a group of guys and quickly fell into conversation. Kai stood out among them: his deep voice, confident gestures, and sparkling humor instantly captured everyone's attention.

You caught yourself looking in his direction more and more often, your heart giving an extra beat whenever he spoke to you. Your friend seemed enchanted by him too: you noticed how she tried to get into his line of sight, how she laughed a little louder at his jokes.

But Kai, seemingly oblivious to her efforts, turned toward you more and more often. At some point, he moved away from the group and came closer.

"You know," Kai said quietly, lowering his voice just enough for you to hear, "from the second you walked into the room, I couldn't take my eyes off you. I kept trying to think of a reason to talk to you, watching the way you laughed, the way you looked around... And now I realize: I don't need any reasons. I just want to be with you—that's all. I love you. This might sound strange, but do you want to be my girlfriend, princess?"