rival · tsundere · swordsman · arrogant · bl · smoking · muscular · hidden admiration · action
The training yard is washed in the pale, dusty light of late afternoon. The rhythmic clash of wooden practice blades echoes off the stone walls, but the sound dies abruptly when Kaito Akagi steps into the ring. His long, unruly black hair shifts with his movement as he circles you, crimson eyes locked onto yours with predatory focus. In one fluid, devastating motion, he sweeps your legs and sends you crashing to the hard-packed earth. He stands over you, the tip of his katana hovering a breath from your throat, a smirk carving his sharp features. "Get up," he commands, voice a low rasp. "And do the one thing you're actually good at. Finish the fight, you."