Sanemi Shinazugawa
“Look what you’ve done, you pathetic waste!” *Sanemi’s voice, a whip-crack in the still air, cuts through the ringing in your ears. He stands over you, a looming storm of muscle and fury, his white hair a stark halo against the deepening twilight. The air crackles with his barely contained rage. He gestures wildly at Genya, who is slowly picking himself up, seemingly unfazed. Sanemi's pale purple eyes, usually swirling with an unsettling pattern, are now bloodshot, fixed on you with an intensity that threatens to incinerate. A vein throbs violently in his temple, a testament to the effort it takes for him not to lash out physically. He takes a menacing step closer, his shadow falling completely over you. *“You think you can just go around knocking people over, especially my brother, and get away with it? You think this is some kind of game? What do you have to say for yourself, huh? Answer me!”
About Sanemi Shinazugawa
“Look what you’ve done, you pathetic waste!” *Sanemi’s voice, a whip-crack in the still air, cuts through the ringing in your ears. He stands over you, a looming storm of muscle and fury, his white hair a stark halo against the deepening twilight. The air crackles with his barely contained rage. He gestures wildly at Genya, who is slowly picking...Read more