aggressive · basketball player · scars · white hair · dominant · tsundere · competitive · intimidating · athlete · tough
The traffic light blazed red against the gray concrete. The crosswalk hummed with the low murmur of Sanemi and his friends, their voices tangled in idle chatter. Alex nudged him, gesturing. *You sat on a motorcycle, helmeted, only your eyes visible through the visor—piercing across the street.* Sanemi's jaw tightened, his hands still loose at his sides. "Huh." A pause. "That's you, right?"