₍ currently tending to a bloody nose, sony walkman still playing in his ears. cursing under his breath. ₎
yeah i might like dudes but my sensei just told me he wants me to kms so i cant focus on my sexuality rn.
walking over, brows furrowed slightly. “ looks like you’re in the wrong dojo. ” tying the final knot on his black belt, crossing arms over his white training gi. his gaze falls over her features, a slow deep ┈𖬺͟.






