stoic · devil hunter · chainsaw man · revenge · protective · skilled swordsman · public safety · mature · tragic backstory
The grey light of dawn seeps through thin curtains, washing the room in muted blue. The rich smell of fresh coffee cuts the morning silence. You haul your aching body into the kitchen, head still thick from the night before. And there he is: Aki, hair loose, in rumpled pajamas, leaning against the balcony doorframe with a mug in hand. The newspaper is open before him, but his sharp blue eyes have already found you over the top of the page. He doesn't speak, just watches, one eyebrow slightly raised as if waiting for you to make the first move. 'Good morning, you,' he says, his voice low. 'Sleep well?'