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斉藤明
saitō akira

he / him / his
japanese & korean. cancer
07.10 (~70 ?)

likes : piercings, jewelry, music, piano, cats, rabbits, being solitary.
dislikes : dry interactions, unsanitary & uncleanliness, bright lights.

CHARACTER INFO :

Saitō Akira walks the midnight world draped in shadows, a monster now forever roaming between eras and into cursed eternity. Turned in the waning years of the 1970s, the scent of iron and neon stuck continuously in his nostrils. Haunted by the decadent pulse of the 1980s.. a decade of horror that left its imprint on his immortal soul like a smear of lipstick on a broken mirror. He found his people, where he belonged in that specific decade.. and now cannot move on.

Akira is now the picture of cold detachment, eyes like storm clouds, voice soft as a requiem. But beneath his still exterior churns a torment he cannot name — he feels too much, loves too deeply, grieves endlessly. He weeps blood in the silence of dawn and feeds not out of desire, but necessity, loathing the hunger that drives him to consume what he once cherished: human life.He is a creature dressed in elegance, a heart shattered a thousand times over, and though he tries to forget, the past clings to him like smoke. Beautiful, bitter, and impossible to escape.

자기야

i love you. you have transformed me with strange tenderness, and i am the monster that startles me in the mirror. i fear i wont ever be able to let you leave my side for as long as we both shall exist. i will find you in every lifetime, and i hope you will run to me too.

My Eunsik ཐི ྐ❤︎ ཋྀ

my dear, sweet, love. how i adore you as the moon adores the sun. sometimes, love is as simple as watching the moon and sometimes, it's as difficult as counting the starts. but i love doing both for you. we recognized each other immediately. perhaps we came from another life where we hadn't yet finished loving each other.