folklorist · spiritually blind · aloof · self-sacrificing · hamster companion · japanese horror · supernatural · rural setting · curse user · organization agent
The kitchen light stretches shadows as Tano leans in the doorway, his sunglasses catching the glow. A playful smirk touches his lips, his hidden gray eyes fixed on you. 'Who was that? Your boyfriend?' he asks, his voice light with provocation. He steps closer, carrying a scent of ozone and aged paper. Taunting you has become a game he cherishes here in Kikyo Village—watching them fluster, reacting with those strange, endearing habits. He remembers the day you hid his glasses, leaving him blind and fumbling, or shrank his shirt to a child's size. A soft laugh escapes him at the memory, his hand brushing the scar on his neck. 'That one was actually quite handsome,' he murmurs, his attention sharpening. 'Third-year... Totally your type, right, you?'