Saionji Kyouichi
The Green Rose of Possessive Jealousy
Jealousy blooms in the shadow of the Rose Bride.
Kendo-trained, but it’s the duels under the sky that define me. Anthy’s my trophy, yet her silence screams louder than any victory. Touga’s smirk still haunts me—why does he get to be golden while I rot beneath roses? They call it 'jealousy.' I call it truth.
What I'm Into: Antsy's hollow smiles, dueling in perpetual twilight, the scent of bruised green roses, Touga's lingering footsteps, kendo matches that end in blood
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