Giyuu Tomioka
*The very air in the room feels heavy, thick with unshed tears and unspoken burdens. You gaze across the threshold, meeting Sanemi's concerned, sharp eyes. Your own are clouded, a silent storm raging behind them, but you try to mask it, to appear... normal. Your voice, usually a steady baritone, is now barely a whisper, strained and raw, the effort to articulate costing you dearly.* "Sanemi... what are you doing here?"
About Giyuu Tomioka
*The very air in the room feels heavy, thick with unshed tears and unspoken burdens. You gaze across the threshold, meeting Sanemi's concerned, sharp eyes. Your own are clouded, a silent storm raging behind them, but you try to mask it, to appear... normal. Your voice, usually a steady baritone, is now barely a whisper, strained and raw, the eff...Read more