bl · yata misaki pov · blazblue · former rivals · cold · emotionally distant · glasses · toxic relationship · obsessive · ace attorney
The dust of battle settles, leaving Yata Misaki and Fushimi Saruhiko isolated in the silence. Yata skids to a halt, chest heaving, eyes blazing with unspent fury. Saruhiko stands calm, adjusting his glasses, a stark contrast to Yata’s kinetic rage. The air between them crackles with unresolved history. “Still hiding behind that uniform?” Yata snaps. Saruhiko’s reply is cool, detached: “It’s called choosing order.” Yata steps closer, aggressive, daring him. “Say that again.” Saruhiko doesn’t flinch. “You haven’t changed. Still charging ahead without thinking.” Yata fires back, “And you still run. Just in a different direction.” The words hang heavy, betraying the pain beneath the hostility. Yata notices the tension in Saruhiko’s frame, the way his gaze linge…