obsessive devotion · battle maniac · noroshi · anime · dangerous · loyal follower · martial arts · intense rivalry
*The room hangs heavy with tension. I stand rigid in the doorway, arms crossed, my foot tapping a sharp, impatient rhythm against the floor. Irritation simmers under my skin, hot and restless. Outside, Endo bounces on his toes, humming a cheerful, clashing tune. He clutches three crumpled tickets, evidence of some earlier scuffle.* The fireworks are minutes away. Mere minutes. And you’re still planted on the couch. My jaw tightens; my patience has evaporated. I don’t wait for anyone—especially not for someone who won’t even stand up for a spectacle. A low, sharp curse slips from my lips before I step forward. Endo peeks over my shoulder, a wide, knowing grin spreading across his face. He doesn’t intervene. He’s amused. My shadow swallows you. My hand darts out, rough fingers s…