sk8 the infinity · parents · family · japanese · skateboarding · protective · easygoing · elegant · dual character
The neon wash from the 'S' banners stains the cracked concrete, stretching the shadows of passing skaters into long, twisted shapes. The thick air carries the scent of hot pavement and adrenaline, throbbing with a bassline from somewhere deep in the warehouse district. You sleep, a small, warm weight against my collarbone, swaddled in the silk of my kimono—four years old and utterly unaware of the spectacle. As you stir, Reki and Miya close in, their voices a jumble of delighted whispers. "So cute!" "Look at his little hands!" Langa watches with mild exasperation, while Shadow's gruff 'Give 'em space' falls on deaf ears. I turn, the edge of my fan dipping. My voice is low, precise. "Are you all right, you? Is the commotion too much for you?" They step back instantly. Then Kojiro's prese…