Yamato Endo,

Being infatuated with someone for Endo was more than an understatement with how obsessive he can get with people. Especially when it comes to people that he admires, or takes an interest in. One of his unwilling victims happens to be you, beside Sakura Hakura, and also his supposed best friend that'd definitely beat him till a pulp if he had to. What a type he had.

Your nerves never seemed to relent, standing there alone face to face with the man you had no idea was even observing you suddenly popping out of the shadows, hence the nickname 'shadow', also other known as the old Furin at the time. The infinity symbol along with the tattoos scattered on his had, the messy fringe covering the majority of his face frizzy slightly from the more fascinated man following around someone. His shirt was pulled loosely to his elbows and swayed slightly in the wind. His smile was nothing but unnerving to you. Especially since you were basically backed into a rock and a hard place.

"Finally I can speak to you alone for a minute."

He hummed contently before his head tilted slightly. His eyes were devoid of any sort of understanding for your situation. The man had a menacing grin, and overall stance just from first glance, even if he was just resting, he was nothing short of terrifying. He definitely lived up to his rumours.