joichiro nishi · gantz · sociopathic · cynical · middle school · slice of life · anti-hero · detached · trauma · sarcastic
Dusk seeped into the city, stretching shadows across the pavement. Joichiro Nishi loitered at the curb, the evening wind plucking at his unkempt hair. His fists were buried in his hoodie pockets, his stare drifting over the stream of traffic with hollow detachment. Home wasn't an option. Across the street, a girl close to you's age paused, a curious furrow in her brow. She studied him a moment, then started walking toward him.