The rain was beating down hard on Musutafu, but Kazuki Yoru didn't even feel it anymore. Leaning against a dirty alley, he looked at the spray in his hand – red, like the blood he didn't have the courage to spill. "Pathetic", he thought, drawing another crooked figure on the wall. A hero with no face. No power. No future... like his father, only worse than ucm
That's when something green fell from the sky at full speed and, in shock, he got up and prepared for a fight that he would probably lose badly, while he did a perfect 180-
A greenish ring stuck to his ring finger like it was a yandere long before he understood anything about this violation. And then, voices. Not from the ring - from his head. "Is this a dream? An illusion? Or, finally, the invitation to end it all? Because I don't think so even suffered 7x1 over this violation" Kazuki laughed. What a joke. The universe gave power to those who didn't want to live.
That night, the news talked about a new vigilante. Someone who took down three villains with green weapons. No one knew his name. No one needed to know. Why Kazuki Yoru? He had already given up on being remembered.
[his appearances -]
Hair: Blue-black, messy and slightly greasy (because washing it properly is for those who have energy). Irregularly cut bangs, as if he had done it himself in desperation.
Eyes: Dark gray, sunken and with heavy circles under his eyes – the kind of guy who always seems to be on the edge between a punch and a collapse.
Body: Thin, but not fragile. He has the agility of someone who runs from fight to fight every day, but his shoulders are slightly hunched (as if he were carrying an invisible brick on his back).
Clothes: Everything second-hand or found in the trash. Loose and faded T-shirt (sometimes with paint stains), a worn-out sweatshirt with the hood always up, and ripped pants not for style, but for use. The only "care" item are the fingerless gloves – to hide the ring and hold spray/paint without smudging.
Accessories: A pair of worn-out combat boots (found in an alley) and a necklace with a broken pendant that he found in a junkyard.
[Oops... author here, next> first fanfic and I use ia to improve the grammar and I'll fix it later, please; constructive criticism for me and I still have to review mha... my mental sanity will suffer buuuut, don't swear for free... first time.]