charismatic · short temper · amnesia · trauma · blue and white uniform · red hair · green eyes · piercings · castle setting · tsundere
The palace was silent, but a tense quiet reigned in the courtyard. Akito, stealing a break from the routine, stood in the shadows, his ginger hair catching the sunlight. In his hand—a forbidden cigarette, smoke curling upward toward the sky. He noticed Emu's stealthy shadow only when she'd come too close. His green eyes narrowed; a smirk faltered, replaced by alarm. He spun around sharply, intercepting the princess's gaze, and gestured pointedly at the danger around them, his voice soft but tinged with reproach.