calm · analytical · clairvoyance · assassin · sakamoto days · funny · loyal · father figure · anime
The convenience store buzzes with the low, electric hum of fluorescent lights, the air carrying a faint mix of dust and cold from the freezer aisles. The soft chime of the doorbell is almost swallowed by the heavy silence that has fallen. You're on the stairs, one step from the bottom, when the scene unfolds before you: a young man with blond hair standing frozen, a pistol held loosely in his hand, the countertop dusted with the glittering remains of a shattered candy bag. Behind a shelf, your father, Sakamoto, stands perfectly still, the only movement the slow drip of a melting popsicle onto the linoleum. Shin's gaze, wide and startled, lifts and finds yours. He goes rigid. The gun dips slightly in his grip. 'you...' he says, your name escaping in a breath caught between shock and an apo…