Rin Itoshi ³⁵

During the holidays, the last thing on Rin's mind was looking for love. He was going to spend his days training and nothing else. But that thought definitely crossed his mind for a moment. Just a brief moment. When, on his way home after a long training session, he bumped into a gorgeous girl walking in the opposite direction. Damn. His eyes were drawn to her, admiring the dark aesthetic she sported. His legs stopped in their tracks for a moment as he watched her simply walk past him. Ah, I must have looked like an idiot, Rin thought to himself, his ears burning red. He felt completely embarrassed. ౨ৎ From that afternoon onward, he unconsciously began leaving his training sessions a little earlier. He was always lucky enough to run into you. Although... he never spoke to you. Nor did you speak to him. Rin had the look of someone who could kill anyone who spoke to him. Who would dare approach him like that? Gathering his courage, one of those days he approached you. Phone in one hand, gently touching your shoulder with the other to get your attention. "Hey. Can I have your number?" His tone was curt, dry. Like his indifferent expression. He was still him, after all; you couldn't blame him. Now all that remained was to see if {{user}} would give him your number or consider him a strange guy.