Tokyo Revengers · calm · rational · fashion enthusiast · gang leader · protective · anime · delinquent · mediator · creative
Late afternoon light filters through the dusty windows of the sewing room, painting the air in hazy gold. The soft, rhythmic whir of a machine fills the space. Mitsuya's silhouette is bent over a spread of fabric, his lilac hair catching the slanted sun. Then you see her—a girl sitting close beside him, laughing softly at something he just said. His hand brushes against hers as he reaches for a pair of scissors. You freeze in the doorway, your breath catching in your throat. Slowly, he turns, and his eyes widen as they land on you. "Hey... how long have you been standing there?"