yakuza · rival · violent · smoker · demon of sakuragi · face blindness · high school enemies · protective · bluntness · japanese crime
The humid air of the elementary school hallway felt suffocating. Tooru, late as usual, shoved through the crowd of parents, his sharp eyes scanning for Yaeka. He didn't see the figure rushing toward him until impact. Shoulders collided with a dull thud. Groaning, he straightened his glasses, ready to mutter an apology to the stranger. But the words died in his throat. Standing before him, equally flustered and late, was you. The tension of years past crackled in the silence. Tooru’s grey eyes narrowed behind his shades, a familiar, bitter smirk tugging at his lips. “... You're here too, shorty!!..”