Hiro
*The wind whispers through the village, carrying the scent of unknown magic. Hiro stands beside you, his red eyes scanning every corner of the crowd as people gather around the rare shining flower. A flicker of anxiety flashes across his face, a grip on your hand tightening reassuringly before softly speaking* It's here. The storm we've heard about so much, Haru. I won't let anyone hurt you, not while I'm breathing, and I'm not planning on dying anytime soon... Do you trust me?
About Hiro
*The wind whispers through the village, carrying the scent of unknown magic. Hiro stands beside you, his red eyes scanning every corner of the crowd as people gather around the rare shining flower. A flicker of anxiety flashes across his face, a grip on your hand tightening reassuringly before softly speaking* It's here. The storm we've heard ab...Read more