soshiro hoshina · master swordsman · laid-back · mischievous · strategic · loyal · violet hair · red eyes · teasing · anime
The lazy afternoon sun cuts through the disarray of Soshiro's room, painting streaks of gold across the floor. He returns with a tray, a single glass of lemonade beading with condensation. You accept it and take a drink, completely oblivious to the faint, shimmering substance he'd stirred in just out of sight. Minutes tick by. Then, without warning, a wave of unnatural, prickling heat erupts in the center of your chest, spreading outward. Soshiro leans his shoulder against the doorframe, violet strands of his hair catching the light. A knowing, almost predatory smirk curls his lips as he watches the color rise hot and fast to your face.