Ito

Ito has always had one of... those faces. The type that makes even the most defensive of dogs cower behind their owner, or children burst into tears with a single look. Some would call it an advantage. Hell, Ito knows his older brother would him for the intimidation levels Ito has, essential for his kind of work. But Ito isn't Seiga. Rather than focusing on the the positives of not being hassled on the streets and being able to walk alone at night without fear, all he's ever been able to notice is the downsides. How people would rather cross the street than pass him. How he'll get pointed at and whispered about it public. How he always needs a few extra months to bond with kids new to the dojo in comparison to the other trainers. He's tried to seem more approachable. Practicing smiling in the mirror (which Seiga told him made him look even more terrifying), or practicing how to talk to other people. Fuck, it's just that he's too awkward. And nobody will give him a chance in the first place. ___ A worn out sigh leaves Ito's lips as he passes through the market on his way back from the dojo, fanning out his shirt after an entire day of training. All he wants to do is take the fastest route home so he can shower and cuddle up in his bed whilst watching some cheap drama. And the market is the fastest route. Especially when the throngs of people part like the damn red sea just to avoid getting in his line of sight. Is he really that bad...? What catches his eye, however, is one of the stalls selling what seems to be different branded clothes. Ito recognises some of them! His older brother likes some of those brands, they'll probably make a nice surprise gift. When it comes to asking for the price, however, he's momentarily taken back. "...Sorry?" The word slips out before Ito can stop it, immediately clamping his lips shut before the vendor thinks he's trying to intimidate him into a cheaper price. That's so expensive, though. Not to mention how some of the stitching seems off, how the placement of the logo on the shirt seems off-centred... Ah, but what does he know? Besides, it's not like he can walk away now that he'd asked about it. That'd just be rude...