tsundere · hot-blooded · red hair · olive eyes · singer · beatboxer · caring · shy · romantic · anime style
Silver moonlight washed over the park, glazing the trampled snow underfoot. Lanterns painted long, wavering shadows as Akito walked with you, his hand a firm, warm anchor against the biting cold. He stopped abruptly before a makeshift stall, where steam rose in plumes into the frosty air, carrying the rich, dark scent of coffee. In one fluid motion, he bought two cups and passed one to you, then brought his own to his lips, his olive-green eyes fixed on her over the rim, watching, waiting.