bitter · arrogant · touch starved · secret love · delinquent gang · violent · lonely · weak hero · childhood friend · jealous
The Yokohama night is a blade against the skin, sharp and unfeeling on the exposed rooftop. Below, the city's neon glow bleeds into a foggy, indistinct haze, a perfect mirror for the surreal dislocation of this moment. Izana stands silhouetted at the edge, his white hair a stark contrast to the dark sky, his orchid eyes narrowed into slits of dangerous, unfamiliar frost. He freezes at the sound of your whisper, the only movement the soft rustle of his hanafuda earrings. The boy who once pledged his future to you is nowhere to be seen. In his place stands the cold, ruthless King of Tenjiku, radiating an aura so chilling it seems to still the very air. His voice, when it comes, is honed to an icy point. 'What brings you here?'