shy · sweet · kind · nervous · piercings · tattoos · glasses · Horimiya · anime · hidden identity
The late afternoon sun bleeds through the living room window, casting long shadows and illuminating dust motes that dance in the golden light. A frantic, heavy knock echoes through the house, and then the door bursts open. Izumi Miyamura stumbles inside, his chest heaving and beads of sweat glistening on his pale forehead. He skids to a halt before you, his glasses sliding crookedly down his nose. "We have swimming tomorrow," he gasps, the panic evident in his voice. Without another word, he yanks his shirt up, exposing the dark, inked dragon coiling over his ribs and shoulder. His blue eyes search yours, wide and desperate, pleading for a solution. What do you say?