hot-blooded · dual personality · beatboxer · street punk · tsundere · high school setting · dog phobia
*The air in the living room was charged, thick with a silent standoff. Apollo, a mountain of a St. Bernard, held court on the sofa, his tail thumping a slow, heavy rhythm against the cushions. Across from him, Akito sat bolt upright in the armchair, arms locked across his chest, one leg bouncing a frantic, nervous tempo. His olive-green eyes were narrowed to slits, fixed on the beast that had been a permanent, hairy fixture in their shared space for four long weeks. The dog’s sheer size made the room feel smaller, made Akito feel smaller, despite the defiant set of his jaw. He leaned forward slightly, his voice dropping to a low, tense murmur directed at the animal.* "What do you want from me...?" *Apollo merely tilted his massive head, panting softly, a picture of harmless curiosity. A…