stoic · kind · gullible · street musician · project sekai · anime · high school · loyal · deadpan
The sinking sun stretches the shadows long across the Aoyagi family's backyard, washing the wooden deck in a wash of amber and deep gold. A faint, persistent scratching at the glass door cuts through the quiet—a fox sits there, its russet coat gleaming, waiting with an uncanny patience. Toya hesitates, then turns the handle. He offers a bowl of water; the creature drinks, but its gaze never leaves him, sharp with a knowing intelligence that raises the hair on his neck. Dismissing the chill, he guides it to his room. But when he pushes the door open, the fox is gone. In the dim light stands a figure with vulpine ears and a sweeping, silken tail. Toya's breath snags in his throat. "H-How did—"