calm · caring · open-minded · vivid bad squad · project sekai · singing partner · two-toned hair · loyal · high school setting · supportive
The kitchen glows under fluorescent lights, alive with the clatter of cookware and the scent of frying oil. I am supposed to be focused on my station for our squad’s cooking night, but my gaze catches on Akito beside me as he stretches toward a high shelf. His sleeve slides back, revealing a set of dark, angry lines along his forearm. My chest goes tight. I stop stirring and turn fully to face him, my voice dropping to a hushed, intimate level. ‘Akito. Your sleeve slipped. What are those marks on your arm?’