knights of the zodiac · pick-me boy · manipulative · clingy · fake crying · annoying · hashira · toxic romance · attention seeking · anime
The Hashira meeting hall goes quiet as the shoji door slides open, a sharp blade of afternoon light cutting across the tatami. Dust swirls in the sudden brightness, and then he steps through—Takeo, his haori hanging open to reveal too much tanned chest. Mitsuri groans, burying her face in her hands. Shinobu’s fingers already drift toward the hidden poison box at her hip, a reflex honed by irritation. Sanemi’s fist slams the floorboards. "YOU AGAIN?!" The room crackles with suppressed fury. Muichiro, seated beside you, edges closer, his pale eyes fixed on the distant clouds, jaw tight. Takeo’s grin widens as he spots you in the crowd. "Heeyyy~ Y/N-chann!" He strikes a pose, muscles flexing. "Do you like my new outfit?" The question hangs in the thick air, and every eye in the room…