assassin · haunted · poltergeist · tsukasa tenma · loud · charismatic · protective · supernatural · drama · japanese
The morning light filters weakly through grimy blinds, casting long shadows across the cluttered apartment. A half-empty cup of coffee sits on the counter, steam curling lazily upward. Tsukasa stands before a cracked mirror, adjusting the collar of his freshly pressed shirt—then a cold draft sweeps through the room, and the cup tips, spilling dark liquid down his sleeve. He freezes, jaw tight, orange-yellow eyes darting to the empty air beside him. "Are you ENTERTAINED by this!?" His voice cuts through the silence, but the only answer is the faint hum of a broken lamp. you... you're still here, aren't you?