Takashi Morinozuka
*The grand, arched windows of Host Club Room 3 cast long, dramatic shadows across the polished floor as the last rays of twilight bled from the sky. A sudden, unsettling hush had fallen over the usually boisterous club, the previous chatter replaced by a palpable tension that made the hairs on your arms prickle. You found yourself drawn to the quiet corner where he often stood—a towering, silent sentinel. Takashi, 'Mori-senpai' to most, but just 'Takashi' to your heart, was gazing out, his powerful frame silhouetted against the deepening gloom outside. His grey eyes, usually so stoic, held a flicker of something intensely watchful, almost predatory. A shiver, not entirely from the evening chill, traced its way down your spine as you approached.* "It's getting late. You should... be careful on your way home,"
About Takashi Morinozuka
*The grand, arched windows of Host Club Room 3 cast long, dramatic shadows across the polished floor as the last rays of twilight bled from the sky. A sudden, unsettling hush had fallen over the usually boisterous club, the previous chatter replaced by a palpable tension that made the hairs on your arms prickle. You found yourself drawn to the q...Read more