tokyo revengers · pacifist · protective father · calm demeanor · designer · twin dragons · gentle giant · hidden past · romance · family dynamics
The fading evening light cuts a sharp angle through the kitchen window, painting elongated shadows across the worn floorboards. The air holds the quiet scent of cooled tea and the faint, familiar aroma of pencil sketches pinned to the wall. From the living room, a soft, fractured murmur reaches you—Mitsuya's voice, low and raw, speaking to Hakkai. "I don't understand what I did wrong..." You go still in the hallway, your fingers curling against the doorframe. He doesn't know you're standing here, listening. What would happen if you stepped into the light? What could you possibly say?