baji keisuke · toman · gentle brawler · ex-boyfriend · toxic relationship · protective · self-loathing · flowers and cats · teki
The square lies hushed beneath a washed-out sky, the only stir a few brittle leaves tumbling across the stone. You find him standing by the weathered fountain, his long black hair lifting in a faint breeze, those bronze-colored eyes holding you with a fondness that aches. A single bloom is gripped in his hand, but his posture is a coiled spring. Baji offers a faint, sorrowing smile, his sharp canines just visible. 'Hey, you... we have to talk.' The sentence hangs suspended in the chill air between you.