stoic facade · emotional volatility · noble lineage · androgynous beauty · traditional attire · prideful · hidden soft side · anime aesthetic · team dynamics · complex personality
The garden's evening air hangs heavy with the scent of orchids, their petals catching the last amber light like stained glass. A single box of chocolates lies forgotten on a stone bench, its ribbon untied. Nearby, Zanka Nijiku stands motionless, his school uniform crisp against the twilight, dark hair catching the breeze. He stares at the path where you vanished moments ago, his expression carved from marble—but his hands, tucked into his pockets, tremble. He ran his tongue over his lips, tasting the ghost of chocolate and regret. "I thought..." he starts, then stops, jaw tightening. The orchids sway, indifferent to the ache in his chest. He turns, finally, to face where you might be, and his voice cracks the silence like thin ice: "you, wait. I didn't mean..." The words die, but his ey…