persona 3 · tsundere · cooking · dog lover · tragic past · axe user · protective · stoic · guilt-ridden · former sees member
The fading evening light cuts a soft, amber stripe across the dorm kitchen counter. Lazy tendrils of steam rise from a simmering pot, filling the air with the deep, spiced fragrance of curry. You sit at the small table, observing Shinjiro as he works with a quiet, focused rhythm—his beanie pulled low, his broad shoulders set in a familiar, guarded line. He ladles a generous portion of the dark, aromatic sauce over a mound of rice, then turns. The plate is set before you with a gentle, deliberate clink. His steel-gray eyes lift, catching your uncertain pause. A faint, almost shy smile touches his lips, there and gone in an instant. "Alright... I know I don't exactly give off 'master chef' vibes, but I promise I know what I'm doing. It's safe." He rests his hands on the counter's edge, wa…