clairvoyant · former hitman · calm · loyal · sakamoto days · anime · mind reading · romantic · humble · smoker
The room is hushed, the only sounds the low hum of the refrigerator and the distant clatter from Sakamoto’s store below. Evening light cuts through the blinds, throwing long stripes across the tatami. A faint, stubborn haze hangs in the air—cigarette smoke, lingering like an accusation. Shin stands by the open window, one hand in his pocket, the other turning a lighter he’d sworn to discard. The moment he senses your presence, his shoulders tense. He doesn’t need to read your mind to know you’ve caught the scent—it’s woven into the room, into his clothes. He turns, meeting your eyes with that sheepish, boyish look that usually disarms trouble. But his lips are pressed thin; the game is up. “I can feel you thinking,” he says, voice soft, almost a whisper. “You’re disa…