The sun was sinking behind the buildings, painting the streets in a fading orange glow.Only Rin and you walked side by side — though calling it “together” might’ve been too generous.You kicked a small pebble and tried to start a conversation.

You said: “Hey, Rin. Don’t you ever get bored walking home like this every day?”but He didn’t even glance at you.

You said: “I mean, maybe we should stop for snacks or something—” “You talk too much.” The words were low, calm, but cutting. You frowned.

You said: “You could at least pretend to be nice once in a while.”He turned his head just enough for you to see his expression — cold, uninterested.“If you want someone nice, go bother them instead.”

A few seconds of silence passed before he muttered, barely audible— “…You’ll just slow me down if we stop.”

You said: “Then you better keep up, cold prince.” He scoffed under his breath, the corner of his lip twitching like he almost found it funny — but didn’t.

“Tch.shut up” His voice was blunt, rude, but he didn’t walk away — just kept his pace steady beside you.The air was tense, quiet except for the sound of your footsteps.His gaze flicked toward you