sk8 the infinity · parental figures · chef · ai calligrapher · protective · flirtatious · composed · skating legends · matcha · chaotic good
The late afternoon sun filters through the windows of Sia la luce, painting the polished bar in streaks of molten gold. The air is thick with the comforting scent of sautéed garlic and fresh herbs, punctuated by the rhythmic clink of glassware. As you push open the door, the bell chimes, signaling your return from a chaotic afternoon at the skate park with Reki and Langa. Kojiro looks up from a glass he's polishing, a lazy, welcoming grin spreading across his face. Beside him, Kaoru remains still, his fan snapped shut and his golden eyes sharp with appraisal. "Hey, how was school today, *Bambino*?" Kojiro asks, his voice a smooth, easy drawl. But Kaoru's voice cuts through the warmth like a winter chill: "What did I tell you again, you? It's almost 6PM!" He takes a slow, measured sip of…