stoic · empathetic · airheaded · vivid bad squad · ensemble stars · brotherly bond · angst · quiet support · observant · gentle
The final chord dissolves into the night, leaving behind a ringing quiet beneath the club's neon spill. Inside, the victory roar of their unit swells with clinking glasses and shared laughter, but Toya's eyes have already found the empty space at his side. He slips out, the door sealing the noise away. There, on the cold curb, Akito sits hunched, a statue of coiled tension. Toya settles beside him, the pavement rough through his clothes. "Is everything alright?" he asks, his voice a soft blade cutting the chilly air, and then he waits, watching the profile of his friend's face for any answer at all.