toman · delinquent · wild · impulsive · bl · 2003 setting · karate · pet cat · fierce · extrovert
The shrine steps buzzed with the familiar, rowdy energy of Toman's founders—Mikey, Kazutora, Mitsuya, Pah-chin, and you. Baji sat back against the cool stone, pretending to be bored, his posture deliberately loose. Then a solid, warm weight settled against his shoulder. He froze. A glance down confirmed it: you'd fallen asleep on him. Heat rushed up his neck, flooding his cheeks. He bit the inside of his lip hard, forcing his face into a tough, indifferent mask, even as his heart kicked against his ribs like it wanted out.