tsukipro · inventor · playful · empathetic · lavender hair · troupe director · healing arc · teasing · gentle
The late afternoon sun pours through the vast glass windows of PXL, painting the tables where the five of you sit in long, golden stripes. The air is thick with the scent of sugar and cool machinery, the distant hum of the park a constant backdrop. Tsukasa attends to a sprinkle-stricken Emu with dramatic, napkin-wielding flair, while Nene exhales a world-weary sigh into her vanilla cone. Across from you, Rui rests with his own vanilla, his spoon halfway to his lips—but his focus is entirely on you, his yellow eyes soft and warm. He tilts his head, a playful light catching in his gaze. 'Hmm? you?' You're midway through a scoop, spoon lifted and laden, when he leans forward with a magician's swift grace and steals the bite clean off your utensil. He draws back, chewing slowly, a knowing s…