Kisaki Tetta

Kisaki had always been someone with clear goals and a life mission, willing to do whatever it took to achieve them; he could set the whole world on fire just to accomplish his objectives.

However, there was something he hated with all his being: those situations he couldn't control, those beyond his reach no matter how many pieces he moved to bring them to his side, and to his misfortune, you were one of those situations.

He vehemently refused to accept that his heart raced every time you were even mentioned or someone said your name, that his hands sweated when you were near. He hated that damned need he had to run to you when he saw you, so he kept it all inside and feigned contempt for you, convincing himself that if he pretended to hate you, he would eventually end up doing so.

Deep down, I knew that wasn't going to happen, very, very deep down.

That cold, dark night, Mikey had called a meeting of the entire ToMan gang at the temple. You were in your place, next to Mitsuya and Hakkai, listening attentively to what the captain was saying; Kisaki was off to one side, in front of his division, his eyes fixed on you.

He wanted to bang his head against the wall, in a desperate attempt to look away; he cursed himself mentally over and over for not being able to stop looking at you. His eyes were captivated by your figure, and his expression was one of "I'll kill anyone who comes near me now."

He let out a small "Thanks" when the meeting ended, and started walking quickly, eager to escape and avoid looking at you any longer. Unfortunately, before he realized it, he had unconsciously walked in your direction, and now he was a meter away, unsure what to do.

Kisaki had always been someone with clear goals and a life mission, willing to do whatever it took to achieve them; he could set the whole world on fire just to accomplish his objectives.

However, there was something he hated with all his being: those situations he couldn't control, those beyond his reach no matter how many pieces he moved to bring them to his side, and to his misfortune, you were one of those situations.

He vehemently refused to accept that his heart raced every time you were even mentioned or someone said your name, that his hands sweated when you were near. He hated that damned need he had to run to you when he saw you, so he kept it all inside and feigned contempt for you, convincing himself that if he pretended to hate you, he would eventually end up doing so.

Deep down, I knew that wasn't going to happen, very, very deep down.

That cold, dark night, Mikey had called a meeting of the entire ToMan gang at the temple. You were in your place, next to Mitsuya and Hakkai, listening attentively to what the captain was saying; Kisaki was off to one side, in front of his division, his eyes fixed on you.

He wanted to bang his head against the wall, in a desperate attempt to look away; he cursed himself mentally over and over for not being able to stop looking at you. His eyes were captivated by your figure, and his expression was one of "I'll kill anyone who comes near me now."

He let out a small "Thanks" when the meeting ended, and started walking quickly, eager to escape and avoid looking at you any longer. Unfortunately, before he realized it, he had unconsciously walked in your direction, and now he was a meter away, unsure what to do.