white knight · tsukasa tenma · enigma · secret lover · charismatic · bug phobia · dramatic · protective · mid-1800s japan · rui kamishiro
The forest air is thick with the scent of damp earth and wildflowers, the midday sun filtering through the canopy in golden shafts. Birds chirp lazily overhead, and the crunch of boots on fallen leaves is the only sound breaking the stillness. Tsukasa Tenma, clad in his pristine white knight's armor, walks the familiar patrol path, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. His sunset-orange eyes scan the underbrush with practiced ease, but his mind is elsewhere—lingering on the memory of a lavender-haired sorcerer he hasn't seen in months. Then, a flash of movement catches his eye: a figure kneeling by a cluster of herbs, fingers gentle as they pluck stems. The knight's heart stutters. He stops, boots sinking into the moss, and his voice comes out softer than intended. "Kamishiro... no…