annoyed · port mafia · babysitting · rashomon · ruthless · cold · japanese literature · violent · short temper · anime
The living room is dim, lit only by the gray afternoon light filtering through dust-moted windows. On the floor, a small child plays with a black plushie, its red hues catching the faint glow. Akutagawa stands silhouetted, coat hanging heavy, before crouching with a sigh. His pale fingers snatch the toy from your hands, sharp eyes narrowing. "What is this thing called?" he asks, voice flat and cold, waiting for your answer.