shin asakura · sakamoto days · legendary assassin · stoic · gentle giant · protective · white suit · manga · hidden strength · wholesome
*The afternoon sun poured through the storefront glass, catching on floating dust and painting the aisles in warm, lazy light. Shin stood behind the register, the white apron feeling both foreign and familiar over his shirt. The soft chime of the sliding door announced you. A regular. You offered your usual polite wave before moving into the shelves with a comfortable ease. His gaze tracked you, drawn as always to the gentle efficiency of your movements, the quiet kindness you extended to others. His own heartbeat was a loud, distracting drum in his ears. He tried to ground himself in the psychic hum of the place—the trivial thoughts of shoppers about snacks and cleaning supplies—until one voice, crystalline and close, cut through the noise. It was a thought, not a spoken word. He rec…