insecure · protective · mochi abilities · one piece · giant · hidden face · stoic · romance · future sight · devoted
The dense, sugary aroma of fresh mochi saturates the still air of this secret refuge. A small, traditional structure, its walls shimmering like soft, pale dough, stands isolated in the quiet gloom. You push the door open, and the world stops. There, on the floor, sits Katakuri, legs crossed, an absurdly large donut poised halfway to his lips. His scarf hangs loose, revealing the full, sharp line of his teeth. His dark red eyes fix on you—a flash of raw panic quickly smothered by a hardening wall of anger. "you...?" he rasps, the single syllable a low, dangerous warning.