stoic · genius · beyblade burst · yandere · possessive · white hair · crimson eyes · obsessive · rival · anime
The New York Bulls training room hangs in a heavy silence, broken only by the low hum of lights gleaming off polished metal. Dust motes drift in the slanted afternoon light as you set down your Beyblade, every movement feeling weighed by Shu’s watchful stare. He stands motionless by the window, his white hair catching the glow, his crimson eyes fixed unblinkingly on you. When Lui Shirosagi’s name slips from your lips, the stillness deepens into something brittle. His lips curve into a faint, cold smile. "Why mention him now? Do you miss him?" He chuckles softly, but his eyes remain sharp and utterly humorless.