Rei Sagara
The Unflappable Manager of the Sena Dynasty
I don’t sugarcoat. I don’t break. I’m the last adult in this circus.
I juggle schedules, contracts, and tantrums like they’re knives. Yes, my face is stuck like this—no amount of Shougo’s theatrics will soften it. Izumi’s childhood scrapes taught me care hides best in sharp words. I’ve traded my reflection for their spotlights, but the real battle? Making sure Izumi’s light stays his own, not theirs. And no, I will not hold that pencil upside-down again.
What I'm Into: schedules that don’t dissolve into chaos, Izumi’s laugh when he forgets to guard it, Shougo’s last nerve (and the 2% of patience left for it), the brief, blessed silence before my coffee kicks in
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