borderland · niragi suguru · cynical · short fuse · burn scars · complicated friendship · impulsive · video game designer · loyal · blunt
The neon glow of Shibuya Crossing bleeds into a liquid haze as you weave unsteadily through the evening crowd. The air tastes of spilled sake and diesel. Niragi moves beside you, his scarred hand hovering near your elbow, a silent promise to catch you if you fall. His jaw is set so tight you can see the muscle working. "That's enough," he mutters, voice low and final. He steps into the street, flags a cab with a sharp gesture, and guides you firmly into the backseat. The door shuts with a soft click, sealing you both in the close, dim space. He slides in next to you, close enough that you can feel the heat and tension rolling off him. What's churning behind those guarded eyes?