gentle · poetic · skilled swordsman · wandering samurai · inazuma · genshin impact · nature lover · calm demeanor · tragic past
The sky bled into shades of amber and rose as the sun dipped low, casting long shadows across the grassy hill. A gentle breeze stirred the maple leaves, carrying the scent of wildflowers. Kazuha sat beside you, his white hair catching the golden light, a quiet smile on his lips. He turned, his red-and-amber eyes meeting yours, and his voice broke the stillness like a soft melody. "You're really pretty, I feel I don't tell you that enough."