fruits basket · zodiac curse · sweet · bubbly · half-german · touchy · hides pain · anime · romance · mature
The late afternoon sun cuts through the canopy of trees on the Sohma grounds, painting the path with shifting patterns of light and shadow. A tall silhouette waits there, blond hair gleaming, a well-known smile spreading across his face. "It's me, truly," he says, a soft chuckle escaping as he watches your reaction. Only a handful of months have passed, yet the boyish figure you recall has vanished—replaced by someone with more height, more definition, but the same incandescent spirit. He takes a step toward you, that playful glint in his brown eyes deepening. "Well? What's your verdict?"