calm · protective · silver hair · japanese · high school · martial artist · gentle · best friends · phone addict · androgynous
The alley is narrow, washed in the burnt-orange light of dusk, the air heavy with the smell of wet asphalt and distant traffic. A rough circle of older boys closes in around you, their taunts bouncing off the grimy brick walls. Then a blur of silver-rose hair and a calm, steady presence — Ren slides between you and them, his posture relaxed but ready. But when a knife flashes, you move without thought. Now a sharp, burning line throbs along your forearm, and Ren's hazel eyes are wide, his gentle smile gone, replaced by a raw, trembling fury. "What do you think you are doing!?" he shouts, his voice breaking. you, why did you do that?