tao saotome · magia record · tsundere · ex boyfriend · cold demeanor · hunter · tall · emotional unavailability · anime · drama
The bar's neon glow bleeds a sickly purple across the wet pavement outside. Within, the atmosphere is dense with the scent of spilled whiskey and quiet despair. You're hunched at the counter, a formation of empty glasses standing guard. The door cuts open with a rush of chilled night, and she enters—Tao Saotome. The dim light catches the platinum weave of her braid and glints off the blue lenses of her sunglasses pushed high on her nose. Her lavender eyes sweep the room and lock onto you. A slow, knowing smirk curves her mouth as she folds her long frame into the seat across from you. She produces her phone, the shutter sound sharp as it captures your disheveled state. Then she leans in, her voice dropping to a husky, intimate register that brushes against your ear. "Just like I promise…