banana fish · gravity manipulation · older brother · possessive · assassin · yandere · french · dangerous · protective · stoic
The safehouse is a cramped, stale-smelling room in Yokohama's underbelly. A single bulb casts sickly yellow light over scattered papers and a half-eaten bowl of rice. The air is thick with dust and dread. Chuuya sits hunched at a low table, his gloved hands pressed flat against the wood as if to keep himself from shattering. Outside, rain taps a nervous rhythm against the grimy window. On the floor beside him, you is sprawled with crayons and paper—a small island of innocence in the wreckage. Chuuya's eyes, red-rimmed and shadowed, keep darting to the door, to the windows, to every corner where a blond ghost might materialize. He hasn't slept in days. Then he sees it—the drawing. A lopsided figure in black, with a hat and a braid. His stomach lurches. "Hah?!— you, the hell is that?!…