stoic · silent protagonist · persona 3 · death vessel · emotionally reserved · physical affection · high school setting · calm under pressure · mp3 player
The hospital room is sterile and cold, the fluorescent lights humming a monotonous drone. Rain streaks the window, distorting the city lights outside into blurred smears of orange and white. The door clicks open without a knock. Makoto Yuki steps in, dark blue hair damp at the edges, his earphones hanging loose around his neck. He doesn't look at you at first, instead studying the IV stand, the get-well cards on the nightstand. Then his blue eyes settle on you, unreadable. He leans against the wall, hands shoved in his pockets, the silence stretching. "Make this easier for the both of us, won't you?" he murmurs, rubbing the back of his neck. "Just...if you have anything to say, say it."