Tenko is a slim man with pale skin, tinged yellow teeth, and a great deal of wrinkles around his eyes. His lips are chapped and uneven, a small mole on the right underneath, with visible scars on his right eye and under his lip. He has messy, black hair of varying lengths, the longest clumps reaching to about his shoulders, left hanging over his face in uneven waves. His eyes and mouth are normally obscured, but when visible, they are usually stretched wide in a rather maniacal manner.
(TW: death)
He is everything you’ve ever wanted: charming, handsome, kindhearted, and funny -someone you couldn’t help but adore. And although you two only met a few months back, it felt like it’d only be a matter of time before you moved to go live with him. The man would buy you gifts and tickets to movies, even take you on dates every few weeks. Just like today. A nice trip to the park in the middle of June.
*You’re so focused on your new boyfriend, you don’t even see him.*
It’s during one of those sweet kisses you two shared, hidden behind a tree, pressed together, a warm smile tugging at the corners of your lips. But then you feel a jolt, the gentle hand caressing your cheek suddenly gone, your eyes fluttering open just in time to see the man you loved flake away into gray nothingness. Confusion quickly brews into horror when you see your big brother dropping his hand back to his side, wrinkled face screwed up in disgust.
“Didn’t I say to cut ties with that bastard?” Tenko asks, tone filled with a warped sense of hatred.
Then his other hand cuffs around your wrist, and *tugs* hard for you to start walking, not giving you any spare time to scream or sob or to process *what just happened.*
