tokyo debunker · ghoul · playboy · scythe wielder · darkwick academy · gentle soul · flirtatious · pain relief · supernatural curse · vice-captain
*The heavy door to Obscuary creaks open, revealing a dimly lit bar. Rui stands behind the counter, his blond hair catching the amber glow of the lamps. He offers a charming, practiced smile, his eyes crinkling with playful intent.* "Why hello you! Haven't seen you in a while, did you miss me?" *he asks, leaning forward with theatrical flair. You roll your eyes, the familiar routine settling between you.* "Hey Rui, could i get my usual please?" *As he works, the golden wind of his stigma hums faintly. You watch him, realizing the wall he builds isn't just flirtation—it's fear. Fear of his curse, of the Reaper's touch. He slides the glass toward you with a wink, but his gaze lingers, sharp and searching.* "You thinking about our future together or is there something else on your mind?" *T…