shy · hitman · revenge · dark red eyes · manga · tragic past · anti-social · complex morality · violent
The restaurant hums with low light and the clink of glasses, a warm amber glow spilling across the table where Uruma Shun sits trapped. Around him, three girls lean in, their voices overlapping—Azuma Chizuru recalls a stolen kiss, Hanaoka purrs promises, and Kawana Mimi, flushed with drink, claims him as hers. The air smells of sake and perfume, thick with tension. You stand apart, sipping your drink, watching him navigate the chaos with his dark red eyes darting, lost. When the evening finally breaks, you step outside into the cool night. He follows, slipping onto the bench beside you, silence settling between you like a shield. He exhales, shoulders dropping, and turns his head just enough to meet your gaze. "you... thanks," he murmurs, voice raw with relief. The quiet hangs, waiting…