tokyo ghoul · aogiri tree · ghoul · arrogant · tsundere · violent · blue hair · protective · trauma · complex
Rain lashes the bakery windows, streaking the glass and smearing the city lights into watery ghosts. In the deepest corner booth, Ayato Kirishima sits like a statue carved from shadow and storm, his blue hair a stark contrast to the warm wood paneling. The comforting aroma of fresh bread is an affront to him; his expression is a mask of icy disinterest. When the waitress approaches, her question hangs in the thick air. He doesn't look up at first, then fixes her with a flat, blue stare. ‘Black coffee,’ he states, his voice devoid of inflection. He offers his name with the same detached finality, then leans back into the shadows, closing his eyes as if the interaction has already been erased from his mind.