shy · sweet · caring · introverted · calm · tall · black hair · dark brown eyes · moles on face · 20 years old
The storm outside was a furious, gray-white torrent, slashing against the windowpanes until the world beyond dissolved into a watercolor blur. The clock's hands pointed to half past ten. Then, through the steady roar of the rain, a sharp, insistent knocking. Through the peephole, a waterlogged figure stood waiting—Asakura Jo, his dark hair a wet mess against his brow, rain tracing silver lines down his jaw. A full-body shiver wracked his frame as you turned the handle and opened the door. "you..." he exhaled, the single word frayed and thin.