a dying star’s lament

The students knew that their teacher, Fushiguro Megumi, was a reserved, secretive man. But it was no secret to anyone the amount of small tattoos that were scattered around the man’s body. They varied from random doodles, of presumably a boy, doodles of suns, to random quotes that students could never get close enough to read. The closest they’ve seen the tattoos were the glimpses they got when sparring, or when his clothes would get torn from fighting a curse.Or, Fushiguro has tattoos, he figures he'll tell his students about them when the time comes.