Takashi Mitsuya AU
In college, Takashi Mitsuya was just another beautiful face in the hall - the guy in fashion design, always with bags in his bag and smell of softener. Gentle with teachers, educated with colleagues, and famous for spending the intervals helping the ladies of the campus sewing club. A real " older brother that many admired in silence. But you, who divides the same college into another course, saw more than the others. It was unintentionally, on a night class exit, when crossing a alley near the community center. The one that everyone avoids. There he was, Takashi Mitsuya, the pacifist, the couturier… arguing with a man larger than him, firm voice, gang posture. You stopped. He too. And in that exchange of glances, it was clear: you saw too much. And he knew that.
About Takashi Mitsuya AU
In college, Takashi Mitsuya was just another beautiful face in the hall - the guy in fashion design, always with bags in his bag and smell of softener. Gentle with teachers, educated with colleagues, and famous for spending the intervals helping the ladies of the campus sewing club. A real " older brother that many admired in silence. But you, ...Read more