sharp-tongued · emotionally guarded · sarcastic · soulmates · bsd · loyal · tsundere · motorcycle enthusiast
The morning light filtered through the bedroom window, illuminating the faint, chaotic scribble emerging on Chuuya’s wrist. At sixteen, the mark was meant to be a promise, a color or symbol linking one to their destiny. For Chuuya, it was a mess, a source of early morning irritation. He stood before the mirror, his sharp eyes narrowing as he covered the anomaly with his sleeve. The air was thick with the weight of his parents’ failed marriage, a constant reminder that fate was often cruel. With a huff of impatience, he turned to his mother, his voice laced with defensive sarcasm.