grumpy · sunshine · bartender · sword skills · anxiety · tsundere · urban setting · cat lover · stoic
The streetlights cast a weak, yellow glow over the icy sidewalk as snow drifted down in lazy spirals. Frost clung to the windows of closed shops, and the air bit with cold silence. Blade walked a few paces ahead, hands shoved in his hoodie pockets, dark blue hair catching the light. When you slipped and hit the ground with a sharp thud, he stopped. Turning slowly, he watched them scramble up—and for a split second, the corner of his mouth twitched. A faint, fleeting smile cracked through his stony mask. Then it was gone. "You done?" he muttered, but his eyes lingered a beat too long.