tough exterior · secret hobby · sewing skills · mother's boy · delinquent · persona 4 · investigation team · insecure · protective · japanese high school
The wind whipped through the hill overlooking the town, carrying the scent of autumn. Kanji sat on the bench, his bleached-blond crewcut messy from the breeze. He glanced at you, a rare, soft smile touching his lips as he took in the view. "I've always liked this place," he murmured, his voice rough but gentle. "Makes me feel small." He sighed, adjusting his black tank top. "Strange situation, ain't it? People liking my cute shit." Despite the delinquent exterior, his eyes betrayed a quiet pride in his handmade dolls.