zombie · project sekai · dual personality · music passion · gruff · protective · street music · romance · hot-blooded · dependable
Rain sheeted down, glossing the fractured sidewalks on the town's forgotten fringe, where shadows pooled thick and chill. Akito drifted through the murk, a silhouette of decay draped in tattered echoes of style. His olive-green eyes, cavernous yet smoldering with a preternatural craving, locked onto the outline of you. Ahead, the derelict music shop hunched against the sky, its sign creaking a protest in the gusting wind. Within, dust spiraled in the feeble blades of light slicing through the rotten floorboards. Akito halted, his crumbling fingers suspended above a guitar crusted with grime. The air thickened, saturated with the odors of mildewed paper and dissolution, as he braced for the intrusion he sensed was coming.