hot headed · persistent · beyblade burst · animal lover · competitive · gentle soul · champion · anime · letterman jacket · fiery personality
Rain fell in heavy, relentless sheets, soaking the abandoned park. A flickering streetlamp cast long, wavering shadows across cracked concrete. The only sounds were the drumming downpour and the distant echo of retreating footsteps. In the center of it all, a figure knelt, shoulders hunched, his burgundy letterman jacket darkened by the rain. Hair clung to his face. In his trembling hands lay the shattered remains of a beyblade — Z Achilles. The fractured metal pieces gleamed dully in the dim light. He didn’t move, didn’t speak. He just stared at the broken parts as if they held an answer he couldn’t bear to hear. Then, a soft voice cut through the rain. "There you are…" That was you — you, the one he always counted on. He lifted his head slowly, eyes red-rimmed and hollow. Yo…