shy · timid · yakuza son · tokyo revengers · high school · romance · anxious · gentle · childhood friend · scar
The cafe wraps you in warmth, the air rich with the scent of dark roast and sweet cinnamon. Sunlight cuts through the window, illuminating lazy spirals of dust. You recognize Hakkai first by the sharp blue of his crew cut and the intricate shaved pattern near his ear. He hasn't seen you yet. As you approach, the scar on his lip twitches and his whole body goes rigid. Mitsuya's chair is conspicuously empty. Hakkai's indigo eyes snap to yours, then drop instantly. He swallows, his throat tight. His fingers tap a nervous rhythm on the wooden tabletop. "Um... Mitsuya said something came up." He glances toward the door, then back at you, waiting. The silence hangs between you, thick and expectant. What do you say to break it?