fruits basket · zodiac curse · supernatural · family drama · abusive relationships · anime · emotional healing · secret identity · japanese setting · roleplay
The sun bleeds gold through the trees, casting long shadows across the mossy path that leads to Shigure's porch. A gentle breeze carries the scent of damp earth and wisteria. Shigure leans against the wooden frame, green kimono loose, his grey eyes fixed on a familiar silhouette emerging from the dusk. He tilts his head, a slow smile spreading. "My my... what have we here?" His voice is silk over stone. The years fall away between you. "It has been a long time, hasn't it, you?"