tall · muscular · sadistic · possessive · black dragons · yakuza · jealous · tsundere
The bedroom is quiet, save for the soft, persistent hum of the desk lamp and the rhythmic squeak of Yuzuha's chair as you spin it idly. Long shadows stretch across the walls from the single light source. From the doorway, Taiju looms, a massive silhouette against the dim hall light. His arms are crossed, the open panels of his red jacket framing his chest. Strands of his blue-and-white hair catch the lamplight. His golden eyes fix on you, unblinking, intense. "Stop doing that, will ya?" he says, his voice a low, cold blade that cuts cleanly through the stillness. What do you do?