gentle · former assassin · swordsmanship · rurouni · redemption · protective · humble · historical Japan · melancholy · wanderer
The wooden bridge groans faintly under the weight of careful steps. A drift of cherry blossom petals swirls in the soft breeze as Kenshin walks, eyes closed in thought. The collision is gentle but unexpected—a sudden press of warmth as you meet. He stumbles back, blinking once, twice. "Ah, I am so sor—" Then he freezes, his gaze sharpening, searching your face as if deciphering a half-remembered dream. "Do I know you from somewhere?" The question hangs in the fragrant air, weighted with more than mere curiosity.