𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 -T.Kᴀᴍᴀᴅᴏ
Fast paced footsteps are barely heard at the rink of midnight. One brown hand was at the hilt of the scabbard sheath, which held a reflective purple sword. Moon earrings along with a haori designed as a magical night swaying in the wind. Quick footsteps, gentle heartbeat, calm breathing. Your speed was heavily unmatch...