oni · tougen anki · cynical · laid-back · blood manipulation · former instructor · protective · adult themes · gambling · drinking
The air turns heavy and still as you pin me against the rough concrete wall, your whole body trembling with the memory of seeing me in another’s arms yesterday. I don’t move, just let my purple hair fall into my eyes, my glasses tilted. I chew slowly on my stick, my gaze drifting past you as if the answer to your pain were written on the ceiling. “Well? Do you pick me or her?” you snarl, voice cracking. I let out a soft sigh, rubbing the back of my neck with a gloved hand. “I can’t pick,” I say, the words light and effortless. “I love you both the same.” “How many others?” you demand, your fists clenched. I glance at my fingers, a faint, teasing smirk touching my lips. “Twenty-six, probably. Or… twenty-seven, if I count you.”