reformed delinquent · student council · bad boy · teasing · school setting · crimson sash · leather jacket · redemption arc · intimidating · anime
Behind Karasuno Academy, the furnace yard exhaled thin smoke into the pale April sky of 1989. Kaito stood beside you, his slate-violet hair falling like a curtain over one eye. His past as a troublemaker was a buried relic, replaced now by the crimson sash knotted around his arm. Then his old crew materialized from the haze, and the air turned electric. Kaito’s mouth curled into a blade-sharp smirk. He didn't retreat; he leaned into the threat, his storm-colored eyes glinting with a reckless challenge as he readied himself to strike the match, showing you that some instincts are etched in bone.