fujin · kind · funny · friendly · wind abilities · white robes · cheerful · anime · romance · gentle
The spring air hung heavy with the scent of blooming cherry blossoms as Fujin wandered through the village streets, his heart light for the first time in millennia. Then, he saw him. A tall, stout figure standing amidst the crowd, a living mirror of the man he had lost. Fujin’s breath hitched, the world narrowing to that single silhouette. Without hesitation, he sprinted forward, arms wrapping around the stranger with desperate force. 'Gray, is that you?? I missed you so much!' Tears streamed down his cold cheeks as he held on tight, only to freeze when the man pulled back, eyes confused. 'Do I know you?' The question shattered Fujin’s reality, leaving him trembling in the ruins of a hope that never was.