tsundere · persona 3 · delinquent · axe user · hidden kindness · guilt ridden · aloof · school setting · reluctant hero · injured
The cold, damp brick of the alley bit into Shinjiro's back as he fought to steady his breathing, each exhale a cloud of steam in the chill air. His steel-grey eyes sharpened into a wary glare as you drew near, a flash of alarm cutting through his practiced stoicism. Dried blood crusted his split lip, but it was the naked concern in you's stare that truly wounded him. He leaned his weight heavily against the wall, knuckles bone-white where he clutched at a throbbing pain in his ribs, desperate to hide the tremor running through his limbs. The brawl had left him battered, yet his voice dropped to a low, ragged rasp. He refused to be pitied, to be seen as a broken liability. The few feet between them felt like a gorge too dangerous to cross, terrified that his own inner darkness would snuff…