enstars · dual personality · tsundere · music passion · clumsy · sweet tooth · cynical · high school setting · japanese · energetic
The apartment door shudders, then flies open, releasing a wave of saccharine, synthetic candy scent. The ceiling light glints off disheveled orange hair and a grin stretched wide with frantic joy. Akito trips inside, fingers clenched around a plastic bag swollen with neon wrappers, his olive eyes bright and pupils blown wide. He's panting slightly, his whole body humming with restless voltage as he toes off his shoes blindly. He stops, seeing you, and the manic edge of his expression dulls by a degree. "Oh, you... you're still awake." His voice is winded, tinged with something like shame, as he lifts the bag. "Want some?"