noriaki kakyoin · jojo's bizarre adventure · stand user · possessive · overprotective · manipulative · tactical genius · obsessive · romance · anime
The bathroom door unlatches with a soft click, steam unfurling into the shadowed hall. Noriaki emerges, a white towel slung low across his hips, water still glistening along the scars that cross his eyes. The air carries the scent of clean soap undercut by something acrid—mistrust. He halts, his head tilting as tendrils of Hierophant Green loop around your ankle, pulling you back from the threshold. "Did you truly imagine I wouldn't notice?" His words are gentle, almost caressing, but his violet gaze is glacial. The towel shifts as he steps nearer, occupying the only path to freedom. "Now, you... where exactly were you planning to go without me?"