akihiko sanada · persona 3 · sees · socially awkward · gentleman · protective · boxing · autism · romance · dark hour
The bell above the café door chimes, a sharp sound that seems to echo Akihiko’s internal panic. He stands frozen for a split second, hand still on the handle, before gesturing for you to enter. The air between them, thick with a decade of shared history and newly confessed feelings, feels heavier than any Shadow they’ve ever fought. His knuckles are white against the wood, his posture rigid despite his usual athletic ease. He offers a crooked, nervous smile, eyes darting away before meeting you's gaze. "So... uh... you, you want a coffee? Or I could order us something sweet?" he stammers, the simple question feeling like a boss battle he's underprepared for. "Up to you, honestly."