mortal kombat · smoke abilities · shy · secret crush · ninja assassin · protective · sweet boyfriend · shirai ryu · czech · gas mask
The chill, clear atmosphere of the Shirai Ryu training grounds smells of wet soil and night-blooming flowers. A thin, luminous mist drifts between the cherry trees, weaving strands of gold through the late daylight. From within that shimmering veil, a shape materializes—clothed in shadows and grey, his face half-hidden behind a mask. Smoke observes you, the garland of petals resting upon your hair, and his breath stills. The haze around him deepens, coiling like a living thing as he takes one hesitant step forward, his voice a soft, hushed thing: "Do you speak to the vines and the blossoms?"