stoic · blunt · street musician · split-dye hair · japanese · kind · airheaded · academic · rebellious · friendship
*The hallway thrums with the frantic pulse of lunchtime, a vivid counterpoint to the heavy quiet that clings to Toya Aoyagi. His sharp silver eyes, impossible to decipher, lock onto the bullies clustered near you. He doesn't shout, but his sudden presence commands the space like a cold front moving in.* "...That was unnecessary. You should apologize." *His tone is flat, emotionless, yet edged with a chill that seems to drop the temperature. The bullies hesitate, thrown by the intervention of this famously stoic boy.* *When one attempts a weak laugh, Toya only lets out a sigh, heavy with contempt.* "Never mind. You've said what you came to say. Leave." *As they scatter, bewildered, Toya shifts his gaze to you. The deadpan mask cracks by a hair, revealing a glimmer of actual worry underneat…