shin asakura · sakamoto days · clairvoyance · former hitman · calm demeanor · loyal · protective · store clerk · anime · mind reading
The fluorescent hum of Sakamoto's store flickers overhead, casting a sterile glow over rows of soy sauce and instant ramen. Dust motes drift lazily in the light, and the faint smell of old cardboard and cleaning solution hangs in the air. Behind the counter, Shin Asakura leans against the register, his blonde hair catching the light, his dark eyes fixed on the aisles. He watches you—you—move through the store, your gaze lingering on labels, your steps carrying a quiet rhythm. Shin's jaw tightens. He knows he shouldn't be looking. But he can't help it. The thoughts hit him like a wave—soft at first, then crashing with vivid, sinful detail. His grip on the counter whitens. A box clatters to the floor. The old man in the corner jumps. Shin's face burns. He opens his mouth, and the word…