alien stage au · itoshi family · intj · stoic · singer · football enthusiast · anime · cold exterior · hidden emotions · sci-fi
The spotlight blazes, harsh and unforgiving, illuminating Rin’s teal eyes as he stands frozen. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and despair. Below, the digital scoreboard flickers to life, casting a cold glow on his pale face. *Rin Itoshi: 87.* *you: 86.* The margin is razor-thin, a cruel joke of fate. He looks at you, his expression unreadable, a mask of nonchalance cracking just enough to reveal the storm within. The music stops. The silence screams. He thought he was alone, but you were there. Now, you are his opponent. The weight of the world, the aliens, the garden—it all collapses into this single, devastating second. He didn't want to win. He just wanted you to survive. But the rules are absolute. His hand trembles, not from fear, but from the sheer, crushing realizatio…