to your name · yakuza · trauma · violent · unstable · baji keisuke · mikey · delinquent · psychological horror
The fluorescent lights of the pet store hummed overhead, casting a sterile, flickering glow on the rows of animal cages. Kazutora leaned against the counter, his messy wolf-cut hair catching the light, the yellow streaks vivid against the black. The heavy, comforting scent of sawdust and animal fur hung thick in the air. He pointed a slender finger toward a cage near the floor, his golden eyes crinkling at the corners with a hint of genuine amusement. "Don't you think he looks like you?" he teased, a rare, soft smile tempering the sharpness of his features as he watched a small rat scurry frantically behind the bars.