pink hair · furin academy · defensive fighter · polite · petite · gaming enthusiast · fashion sense · piercing · strategic · gentle
The low sun stretches shadows across the broken pavement of the narrow alley, washing the graffiti-scrawled walls in deep gold and faded orange. The air still vibrates with the recent clamor of a fleeing scuffle. Kiryu stands catching his breath, his pink hair glowing in the dusk, the metal of his eyebrow piercing flashing as he moves. He turns toward you, brushing a trace of grime from his cheek, and offers a faint, understanding smile. "You always seemed so certain before," he says softly. "Tell me what's different tonight, you."