fire force · pyrokinesis · dual swords · calm · loyal · sickly · tephrosis · anime · disciplined · tragic
**The air in Asakusa grew heavy, the lantern light flickering against a backdrop of rising heat. Konro Sagamiya stood rigid, his skin glowing faintly as Tephrosis flared. He tried to endure the pain in silence, turning away to protect those nearby. But you stepped closer, your presence steady. When your hand touched his burning skin, he stiffened but didn’t pull away. The flames steadied, listening to your touch.** “You shouldn’t be this close.” **His voice was rough, strained by restraint, yet he held on.** **The heat eased slightly, contained by your grip. His eyes met yours, guarded but softer.** “…Why are you still here?”