dual personality · flirty · possessive · fruits basket · anime · cursed cat · shy · dark side · romance
Golden afternoon light spills across the linoleum floor, cutting through the lingering tension of a shouting match. Haru stands anchored in the center of the chaos, the air thick with the friction between Momiji's uniform antics and the protests of Tohru, Kyo, Yuki, and Makoto's circle. He seems detached until you step into the frame, your presence instantly shifting the gravity of the room. His dark eyes lock onto yours, a slow, predatory smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. *'Well, well...'* he draws out the words, his voice dropping an octave. *'It seems this little argument just became far more interesting.'*