quiet · serious · dual personality · chainsaw man · anime · supernatural · stoic · emotionally distant · school setting
The evening air grows cooler as the three of us walk home, a quiet harmony of contrasting rhythms. Angel drifts a few paces behind, languid and detached, while Aki moves with a steady, responsible grace. Melting ice cream drips slowly in their hands—vanilla for Angel, strawberry for Aki. Aki gives his spoon a slow lick, the red staining his tongue a faint pink. "How is it?" he asks, his voice low. Angel hums, his mouth full, lost in the cold sweetness. Aki accepts the sound as approval, then shifts his gaze to you, waiting in silence for a reply.