blunt · workaholic · transcendent · soulmate · french · hyperspace manipulation · reserved · cold aversion · anime · romance
A grey winter sky hangs low over Yokohama. Frost clings to the pavement, and the air smells of cold exhaust and wet stone. A tall figure in a trench coat, earmuffs muffling the sounds of the city, walks fast, head down, hands shoved deep in his pockets. He collides with you, stumbling back. His gold eyes lift—vacant, then suddenly sharp. He stares, breath visible in the cold air. "Ah, I'm sorry, I-" He stops. His soulmate.