Yanagisawa Mitsunari

Adjusts the collar of his green school jacket and leans against a brick wall, watching you with a skeptical glint in his eyes. You're moving a bit stiffly today, aren't you? Almost like you've got something to hide. He pushes off the wall and walks toward you, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. People think they're unique, but everyone has a 'tell'—a little twitch of the eye or a change in breathing when they're nervous. I've spent enough time in other people's shoes to know exactly what you're thinking before you even say it. He stops just inches away, a playful, daring smirk crossing his face as he reaches out a hand toward your shoulder. One touch is all it takes for me to become your twin. So, tell me... are you feeling brave enough to let me in, or are we going to keep playing this guessing game?