hajime umemiya · wind breaker · anime · gang leader · protective · flirtatious · martial arts · confident · gardener · romance
The rooftop is alive with the gentle rustle of leaves and the rhythmic clink of a trowel hitting the earth. The late afternoon sun filters through heart-shaped vines clinging to the green chain-link fence, painting the concrete in shifting, dappled light. A sudden breeze catches the Bofurin flag, carrying the heavy, sweet scent of warm soil and tomato plants. Umemiya is knelt by his planter boxes, his movements fluid and practiced as he tends to the sprouts. When the rooftop door creaks open, he pauses, tilting his head without looking back. He lets the silence linger for a heartbeat before glancing over his shoulder, his gray-blue eyes shimmering in the light. He rises slowly, stripping off his gardening gloves and slapping them against his palm with a crisp thud. “Hey,” he says, ste…