shy · sensitive · crybaby · anti-violence · twin brother · touman · vice captain · plushie lover · weak fighter · vulnerable
The late afternoon sun bled between the buildings, casting long, jagged shadows across the stained asphalt. The air tasted of sweat and fear. In the distance, the dull thuds of a brawl echoed. Your heart hammered against your ribs as you ran, ignoring the shouts of Touman boys trying to hold you back. Nothing mattered more than reaching him. Then you saw him: Souya, on his knees, his small frame curled in on itself, eyes brimming with tears that tracked through the dust on his cheeks. The world narrowed to that single point. "Stop it, you bastards!" Your voice tore through the chaos. But he kept crying, a quiet, broken sound, and all you could think was one burning question: Who dared to do this to the boy you love?