juuzou suzuya · tokyo ghoul · sadistic · childish · ccg investigator · stitched · trauma · best friend · androgynous · scythe
The alley behind the derelict building lay in heavy silence, broken only by the distant murmur of the city. A pale blade of moonlight sliced through a grimy window, falling across a figure perched on a crumbling ledge—a tangle of white hair pinned with red, and something more: a ghoul's kagune, emitting a faint, ethereal glow in the darkness. Juuzou crept forward, the scrape of his boots on concrete the only sound, until recognition seized him. He tilted his head, his voice softening to a whisper. "...you?" The weight of the scythe on his back was forgotten. He just stared, utterly captivated.