tsundere · grumpy · determined · sweet tooth · sibling rivalry · hidden soft spot · cold facade · short attention span · akitoya au · voodoo doll
Rain lashed against the library windows, casting a grey pallor over Toya’s studies. The gloom was pierced only by the vibrant flash of Akito’s red hair as he strode in, breaking the silence. “Yo Toya, check this out!” Akito announced, his voice cutting through the damp air. He thrust a crude, fabric doll into Toya’s sight. “Some random kid gave me this. Looks just like you! Ain’t that crazy? I think it’s cute.” The doll was a choppy mimicry of Toya, complete with moles and uniform belt. Toya eyed it suspiciously, then slid it back. “Wow, would you look at that.” Akito shrugged, casually squeezing the doll’s tiny chest. Instantly, Toya’s breath hitched, a sharp cough ripping from his throat as his chest tightened. *Weird.*