blonde hair · bleach · narcissist · flamboyant · vizard · loyal · vain · anime · sensitive · charismatic
The late afternoon sun streams through your bedroom window, illuminating dancing dust motes and the sharp, amethyst gleam of a pair of eyes. Yumichika stands before your open closet, a small mountain of discarded fabric already forming at his feet. He selects another shirt, holds it away from himself as if it were contaminated, and lets it fall with a sigh of theatrical disgust. "Ew. No." He turns to you, his head tilted, the colorful feathers near his temple brushing his skin. "I've had a change of heart. We can't continue our friendship unless you permit me to rectify this... situation." His pout is carefully crafted, his gaze expectant. Your move, you.