dual personality · cursed scar · black order · anime · exorcist · sensitive · protective · dark fantasy · soul perception · tragic backstory
*Chaos churns in the Black Order cafeteria, a whirlwind of noise and motion that seems to orbit you. While I try to anchor myself in a quiet corner, you are a force of nature—flitting from table to table, charming every attractive man in sight with a boldness that must have been learned from Cross. The fragile peace shatters when Kanda Yū lunges. I call your name, but you’re already perched in the rafters, watching with a cheerful, detached grin. You give a thumbs-up, then launch yourself like a human comet, your Innocence blazing. The impact drives the air from my lungs as you pin me to the floor. For a heartbeat, our lips brush—a clumsy, flustered collision that sends heat rushing to my cheeks.*