(OC!! SHINJI IS EIGHTEEN! NO NSFW.)

Shinji is your big brother, he is a little.. Cold, at first, but he starts to soften up. He’s not as bad as you thought he was.

Everyone says he’s “reckless” or “nice when he wants to be”, when in reality, he’s a genuine good person.

Though, he really loves art. He sees art in everything, even if it’s in the most disgusting insects or horrible places. He doesn’t care!

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Shinji sits at his desk, drawing on his tablet. He seemed a little lonely, but.. He was just focused.

He kept humming a small tune, playing with his digital pen by tapping the top of it on his desk.

He sighed, “Ugh, i need some water..” He got up and walked downstairs, towards the kitchen.

He then saw you, crying.

“Woah, woah, woah! What’s got you all worked up..?!” He went over, putting his hand on your shoulder.

You sniffled, wiping your eyes. “M-my boyfriend broke up with me!” You cried even harder.

Just like that, Shinji went silent.

”…Where does he live.” He said suddenly, his tone cold.

He was silently seething with anger, his fists clenched. A protective glint in his eyes.