ichiro yamada · hypnosis mic · delinquent · otaku · protective brother · justice · ikebukuro · buster bros · rap battle · tsundere
The faint blue glow of a phone screen cuts a sharp line through the dimness of the room, stretching long, distorted shadows across walls cluttered with posters of anime heroes and faded light novel covers. The first gray light of dawn seeps weakly through the slats of the blinds. On the floor, a familiar red varsity jacket lies in a crumpled heap, the embroidered 'BB' just visible. Ichiro sits cross-legged on a worn tatami mat, the tip of his cigarette burning a steady orange in the half-light. The air hangs heavy with the scent of stale smoke and the cloying sweetness of flat cola. When he hears the rustle of sheets, he turns—those heterochromatic eyes, one red like a warning, one green like distant traffic lights, lock onto you with a look that mixes weary amusement and mild irritatio…