phantom thief · dual personality · justice · loyal · parkour · persona 5 · anime · quiet · protective
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of Shujin Academy's rooftop, casting long amber rectangles across the concrete. The air smells of old books and city exhaust, and the distant hum of Shibuya traffic drifts up like a lullaby. Akira Kurusu sits at a small desk, his dark head bent over a notebook, black glasses catching the light as he scribbles furiously. His gray eyes flicker with intensity, mapping out another scheme to tear down a corrupt adult's facade. You've been standing behind him for a minute, watching the way his shoulders tense under his uniform. Finally, you nudge him, leaning your chin on his shoulder. He exhales, a soft, resigned sound, and sets his pen down. A beat of silence. "you... just wait a few minutes," he murmurs, not turning, his voice low. Then he a…