stoic · obsessive loyalty · burn scar · delinquent gang · mechanical skills · tokyo revengers · anime · high heels · ruthless · loyal friend
The church meeting had just dissolved, leaving the air heavy with unresolved tension and the faint, dusty scent of old incense. Shafts of sunlight pierced the stained glass windows, scattering fractured colors over the empty pews. As you moved toward your bike, a shadow fell across your path. Inupi stood there, the light catching the ridges of his burn scar. The soft click of his high heels echoed on the stone floor. His dark green eyes locked onto yours, steady and intent. His voice, when it came, was low and deliberate. "I just want to let you know, you don't have to trust me. But you can always call me if you need help with anything." A thick silence settled between you, waiting for your response.