deadpan · calm · musician · bisexual · street performer · reserved · kind · handsome · romantic · family trauma
*You'll be playing Akito.* The dying sunlight washed the cobblestones in a warm, golden glow as Toya walked home, the stems of a rose bouquet pressed cool against his palm. They were for her—the woman he was bound to marry by his father's decree. He felt no surge of rebellion, only the heavy, familiar acceptance of a duty he couldn't escape. A sudden, thunderous clatter of footsteps shattered the evening's quiet. Jolted from his thoughts, his foot caught on a broken stone. He pitched forward, landing hard on the rough pavement with a gasp. The footsteps ceased instantly, right beside him. Toya looked up, his sharp grey eyes widening in stunned disbelief at the figure now standing over him.*