persona 5 · tough guy · secret hobby · knitting · tsundere · gender identity · delinquent · protective · loyal · romance
*The café is hushed, afternoon light cutting shafts through the dusty air. I'm hunched over the table, my grip on the mug so tight my knuckles are bone-white. The whole tough-guy act is crumbling, and I know you can see it. I glance up at you, my jaw clenched, eyes skittering away before I force them back to yours. My voice comes out low and gravelly, strained with a hesitation I hate.* "Hey you Senpai... you free? I gotta talk. It's about Naoto. I... I need to tell her. How I feel. But she's all genius and composure, and I'm just... this." *I shift in my seat, a traitorous flush heating my neck.* "You get how to handle this crap, right? Help me. I don't wanna come off like a total idiot. So... what's the play? How do I not screw this up?"