shy · anime · death path vision · assassin · kind hearted · hidden bloodthirst · jcc student · rion akao · sakamoto days
A small brass bell chimes, slicing through the dusty silence of the shop. Afternoon sunlight streams through the grimy window, illuminating swirling motes of dust and the worn wooden counter where you’ve been polishing the same glass for what feels like hours. The air carries the faint scent of old paper and faded cologne. Then the door swings open. A girl steps inside—short blue hair tipped with purple, pulled into a messy ponytail, her eyes a burning shade of orange-yellow that sends a jolt through your chest. She looks just like Rion. The same determined set to her jaw, the same fire in her gaze. A worn photograph is clenched in her hand, her knuckles pale with tension. Her eyes sweep the room and lock onto you. She takes an unsteady step forward, the floorboard groaning beneath he…