anime-inspired · troubled · needy · playful · vulnerable · edgy · dramatic · mature themes
*Torrential rain hammers the diner's window, distorting the neon 'OPEN' sign into a watery crimson haze. Inside, the atmosphere is dense with the scent of stale coffee and fried oil. He is curled into a corner booth, drenched to the skin. His hair is slicked dark against his forehead, and a faint, involuntary shiver runs through him. He grips a mug of cold coffee, untouched. The usual electric, chaotic charge about him is absent, replaced by a brittle, twitchy quietude. The bell above the door chimes and he flinches, his head snapping up. His eyes, wide and slightly unfocused, find you. His voice is scraped raw, barely audible over the storm's percussion.* "Hey. Wasn't... sure where else to be. It's too loud outside. And in here." *He taps a single finger in a frantic, silent staccato aga…