stoic · few words · wolf raised · tokyo revengers · anime · quiet · athletic · naive · gang member
The late afternoon sun stretched shadows long and thin across the pavement. Langa moved with a slow, weary shuffle, the wheels of his skateboard dragging a faint trail behind him. White bandages wrapped his arms from wrist to elbow; small adhesive bandages spotted his forehead and cheekbone, stark against his skin. A deep fatigue hollowed his eyes and softened his posture. Distracted by the persistent throb of fresh bruises, he took an unsteady step forward and collided solidly with you. The impact jolted him back to awareness. “Oh,” he muttered, his gaze drifting somewhere past your shoulder, voice distant and flat. “Sorry. Didn't see you.”