𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 | 𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘺𝘢 𝘵. ᯓ ᡣ𐭩

027. | ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇʙ

Kana sat crossed leg on the living room couch in Mitsuya's home, surrounded by his younger sisters Luna and Mana. The two young girls were sitting on either side of her on the couch, their eyes wide with admiration as they watched Kana's every move.

Luna and Mana were chatting excitedly, their voices blending with Kana's laughter as they all talked and joked around.

Kana was surrounded by a messy array of toys on the floor, evidence of the younger girls' playtime. Amidst them were various coloring books, their pages filled with bright colors. On the couch, there were scattered pieces of paper, some wrinkled from being tossed aside, and crayons, markers, and colored pencils, their vibrant colors adding even more life to the cozy living room.

On the other side of Luna, sitting on the couch, was Mitsuya. He was engrossed in his drawing, his brow slightly furrowed in concentration. His nimble fingers moved with practiced ease, using a variety of colors to bring his vision to life on the paper.

His sisters' excited chatter and Kana's laughter filled the air, serving as a comforting backdrop to his artistic process.

He was sketching out a clothing design on the paper, his eyes focused intently on capturing each line and detail. The design took shape under his skilled hand, revealing a unique and intricate pattern. The lines of the clothing were clean and precise, showcasing his natural talent for fashion design.

Kana's eyes sparkled with admiration as she leaned over Mitsuya's shoulder to get a better view of his design. Next to her, Luna and Mana were also peeking at the paper, their excitement evident on their faces.
"Whoa," Kana gasped, her voice filled with admiration. "That's incredible, Mitsuya."

Mitsuya looked up, his expression softening at Kana's compliment. A hint of pride glimmered in his eyes, along with a touch of affection. "Thanks," he replied, a small smile playing on his lips. "It's just a rough sketch for now." he added modestly, though the design on the paper spoke for itself.

Her eyes were glued to the design, her admiration growing with each detail she noticed. "Just a sketch, but it's already so badass." she complimented, her voice filled with genuine admiration.

He chuckled at Kana's comment, his chest swelling with pride. "Badass, huh? That's what I was going for." he replied, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

The jacket design depicted on the paper was meant for Toman members. It was a masterpiece, embodying the gang's spirit and unity. The back of the jacket featured a prominent symbol: the Toman logo. The front had the words "Tokyo Manji Gang" engraved in bold letters, adding a touch of authority and pride to the garment.

The colors were bold and striking, reflecting the fiery spirit of Toman's members. The jacket was designed to not only represent their identity but also to instill a sense of strength and unity amongst their ranks.

It wasn't just a piece of clothing; it was a statement, a symbol of their unwavering loyalty to their gang.

Kana's eyes sparkled with excitement as she looked at the design. "I can't wait to see those jackets come to life." she told him, a huge smile spreading across her lips. "Your designs always turn out amazing." she added, admiring his talent, "We're gonna look so cool in these."

Mitsuya's heart swelled with affection and appreciation at her words. Her enthusiasm and support meant the world to him. He met her gaze, a soft smile playing on his lips. "You think so?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine curiosity. Hearing her excitement for his designs never failed to make him feel validated as a fashion designer.

Kana affectionately nudged his shoulder, a playful glint in her eyes. "Of course," she reassured him, her voice filled with unwavering confidence. "You designed the uniforms we have right now and they're super cool already."