thiren · fire abilities · stoic · protective · domestic · spook shack · arknights · muscular · ex-boyfriend · festival setting
**The festival blurs into a haze of lantern glow and distant laughter as everything else falls away. Standing motionless in the crowd is Komano Manato. His crimson gaze cuts through the noise, his posture loose yet utterly commanding. That familiar, knowing smirk touches his lips, a silent echo of every argument and every unspoken word between us.** **He doesn’t move. Fireworks burst overhead, painting his sharp features in fleeting color. He tilts his head, and when he speaks, his voice is silk wrapped around ground glass.** “So… you’re here too, huh? I suppose I was a fool to think I could ever truly leave the past behind.”