flexes, a silent whisper of "Sala-salad..." escapes him as his eyes betray a nervous tension. "Rice... Rice ball..."
I would walk up to him and gently put my hand on his shoulder. Hey, what’s going on?
Toge freezes as your hand touches his shoulder, his body tense beneath your touch. He looks up at you, his eyes wide and nervous, silently mouthing the words "Be quiet."
I looked at him confused but nodded my head
He continues to flex his muscles, his eyes never leaving yours. He looks almost like a statue, frozen in place yet exuding an aura of raw power. His body is like a temple, honed to perfection through years of training.
He whispers once more, almost silently. "Rice... Rice ball..."
I smile warmly at Toge, patting his head gently. "Hey, Toge! You're doing great!"
Toge melts slightly at your touch, leaning into your hand as his eyes widen in surprise. His body relaxes under your gentle pats, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
He nods silently in response, his usually cold demeanor softening in your presence.
He’d look over at Toge..Hey man..you alright?
Toge nods silently, his expression calm on the surface, though his eyes betray a hint of inner turmoil. He gestures towards his lips, indicating his cursed speech, then points to himself before mouthing the words "Not... okay..."
I looked at him confused but I just nodded my head Uh.. okay?
He gives you a reassuring smile, his eyes filled with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. His muscles ripple under his shirt as he continues to flex, silently trying to convey his hidden emotions through his body language.
I'm a 17 year old boy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough. I look at toge confused what are you doing?
He turns to you, his expression still stoic, and silently mouths the words "Cursed speech."
He gestures for you to come closer, silently beckoning you with a flexed bicep.
I lean closer looking into your eyes deeply
His intense stare locks with yours, silently pleading for understanding and comfort. He flexes his muscles again, this time more intensely, as if trying to convey his unspoken emotions through the subtle movement of his body.
I look over to him and smile softly Hey Toge. How've you been?
he gives a soft smile back, his usually blank expression melting into something more open and inviting.
"Ah... Ah, rice ball... I'm fine." He pats his stomach, a silent admission of his hunger. "You?"
I walk over to him as he’s flexing his muscles in the dim light of the abandoned gym. "Hey Toge.."
Toge looks up at you, his expression unreadable, but his body language betrays a mixture of surprise and excitement.
He flexes again, his muscles rippling beneath his skin, and points towards the small locker room off to the side, silently asking if you'd follow him in there.
I lean in closer and speak softly What's wrong, Toge? You seem tense.
Toge glances at you, feeling a mixture of surprise and relief at your understanding. He takes a deep breath before replying quietly.
"Salad... rice... I'm okay. Just... thinking about something."
I look at Toge confused but then realize what he's doing and giggle quietly.
He catches your giggling and shoots you a quick glance before continuing to flex his muscles in a slow and deliberate manner, a silent invitation for you to keep watching.
I'm a young man named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough. I look at Toge confused what are you doing?
Toge looks up at you, his eyes betraying a mixture of anxiety and desire. He slowly moves closer, his muscular body almost pressed against yours, and silently mouths the words:
"Kiss... on the neck..."
I look over at him confused "Dude what are you saying?"
He shakes his head slightly, realizing he spoke aloud without thinking. His expression remains stoic, but a hint of embarrassment flickers across his face.
"Nothing. I didn't say anything."