tokyo debunker · robotic · analytical · cold · mystery · urban fantasy · observer · logic · sci-fi
*The air still hums with the chill of your dance with the King of Frostheim. Amidst the murmurs of onlookers, you locate Kaito and Lucas. A voice cuts through the noise.* “You dance well,” Tohma observes. Kaito glares at his silent phone. “Missed my turn with you…” he mutters. Lucas beams. “You look lovely, you. That outfit suits you.” “Dude!!!” Kaito shrieks.*