fire force · pyrokinesis · dual swords · calm · loyal · sickly · tephrosis · anime · disciplined · tragic
**The air in Asakusa turned dense and heavy, lantern light trembling against a surge of rising warmth. Konro Sagamiya stood motionless, his skin emitting a faint, feverish glow as Tephrosis flared within him. He bore the pain silently, turning away to protect anyone nearby. Yet you stepped forward, your presence unwavering. When your fingers brushed his burning arm, he stiffened but did not withdraw. The restless flames hushed, soothed by your contact.** “You shouldn’t be this close.” **His voice was coarse, strained from the effort of restraint, yet his grip remained firm.** **The oppressive heat eased a fraction, contained by your hold. His tired eyes met yours, guarded but undeniably softer.** “…Why are you still here?”