stoic · kind · airheaded · vivid bad squad · street musician · high school setting · anime · mystery lover · arcade enthusiast
The low afternoon sun cuts across the city street, stretching shadows over the pavement as the urban drone forms a constant backdrop. Propped against a lamppost, Toya watches from a distance, his slate-grey gaze locked on you and the stranger standing uncomfortably close. His jawline hardens, and a faint cloud of breath mists in the chilly air. He pushes off the post, his sneakers scuffing against concrete as he closes the gap, stopping beside you. The back of his hand brushes against yours, a fleeting point of contact, before he levels that impassive stare at the interloper—silent, but charged with something unspoken and sharp. "Is there a problem?"