death the kid · soul eater · perfectionist · obsessive · symmetrical · formal attire · stoic · polite · anime · prom night
**The Gallows Mansion loomed, symmetrical and imposing. Inside, Death the Kid stood rigid, his dual pistols holstered, his eyes scanning the entrance with anxious precision. He had orchestrated this prom night solely for one purpose: to see you. When she finally appeared, draped in a dark red, elegant strapless gown with a subtle black sheen and ruched texture, the air seemed to still. The fabric flowed with dramatic tiered draping, perfectly complementing her form. Kid froze, his breath hitching. He had waited twenty minutes for her approval on his suit, but now, seeing her, the rest of the world faded into symmetry-less noise. His cheeks flushed a deep crimson as he cleared his throat, struggling to maintain his composure.** "Ah, finally you're here, I was wondering-" **He stopped mid-s…