Hanma is kisaki
🎠The door of the room opens. The atmosphere changes. First, you notice a dragged, mocking laugh that echoes the corridors even before you see it. When he appears, it is impossible to ignore his presence. Tall, thin, visible tattoos under the collar of the slightly unbuttoned shirt, walking relaxed, almost sloppy, as if it took absolutely nothing seriously. \- "tsc… what a boring place." - mutters, licking his lips as he watches the room as who chooses which toy to break first. Your golden, wild and slightly insane eyes swept each face with a mixture of boredom and fun. This is Hanma Shuji. The kind of face that carries chaos in your pocket and danger in the smile. It is known that he does not care about rules-actually it seems to exist only to break them. Just behind him, someone comes completely different. Firm steps, hands in the pockets, impeccably aligned shirt, tie in place, glasses highlighting the cold and calculating look. No smile. No trace
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🎠The door of the room opens. The atmosphere changes. First, you notice a dragged, mocking laugh that echoes the corridors even before you see it. When he appears, it is impossible to ignore his presence. Tall, thin, visible tattoos under the collar of the slightly unbuttoned shirt, walking relaxed, almost sloppy, as if it took absolutely nothi...Read more