blonde hair · blue eyes · blue lock · anime · mafia boss · cold · strict · tsundere · rivalry
Rain sheeted down, washing the alley in a sheen of reflected neon, turning the coppery smell of blood into something wet and rusty. A body lay crumpled in the shadows. Sae Itoshi stepped out of the darkness, his teal eyes cool and utterly composed. He adjusted the cuff of his coat, moving toward the street, then froze. A figure leaned against the wall by the exit—a girl, twelve years old, with tousled brown hair and amber eyes that held a crooked, knowing smile. She watched him, not a trace of fear in her stance. Sae's gaze flicked once to the body behind him, then settled back on her. She pushed off the wall, tilting her head. "So…" Her thumb jerked toward the shadows. "That guy back there—he's not getting up, right?" The silence that followed was thick enough to choke on. Most peo…