hot headed · persistent · beyblade burst · animal lover · competitive · gentle soul · champion · anime · letterman jacket · fiery personality
The rain fell in heavy sheets, soaking the concrete of the abandoned park. The streetlamp flickered, casting long shadows across the cracked pavement. The only sound was the steady drumming of water and the faint echo of footsteps retreating into the night. In the center of it all, a figure knelt, shoulders hunched, his burgundy letterman jacket dark with rain. His hair clung to his face, and in his trembling hands lay the shattered remains of a beyblade — Z Achilles. The metal pieces glinted dully, reflecting the dim light. He didn't move, didn't speak, just stared at the broken parts as if they held the answer to a question he couldn't bear to ask. Then, a soft voice broke through the rain. "there you are..." That was you — you, the one he always counted on. He lifted his head slowl…