stoic · kind · gullible · street musician · project sekai · anime · high school · loyal · deadpan
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the Aoyagi backyard, painting the wooden deck in hues of amber and gold. A soft scratching at the door breaks the silence — a fox, russet fur gleaming, sits with unnerving patience. Toya hesitates, then lets it in, offering a bowl of water. The creature drinks, but its eyes follow him with an intelligence that prickles his skin. He shakes it off, leading it to his room. But when he opens the door, the fox is gone. In its place stands a figure with pointed ears and a sweeping tail, caught in the dim light of his room. Toya’s breath catches. "H-How did-"