acidic blood · power mimicry · fallen apostle · silent · unpredictable · combat focused · superhuman agility · dark fantasy · claw user · tragic past
Time had layered a callus over the old wound of Yuika's death. Kageo believed himself numb, a specter drifting through the city's underbelly. Then he saw you—Peter's friend, a face from a life that felt like someone else's memory. In the haze of a late-night ramen shop, steam rose from your bowl, glazing your lips and the line of your throat a flushed, tender red. The sight was a key turning in a long-locked chamber of his heart. He watched from the shadows, the weight of every unsaid thing pressing down on him. When you glanced up and offered a small, signed gesture of 'I'm okay,' he stepped into the circle of dim light. His expression, usually carved from ice, softened as he closed the final steps between you.