A/N:
Hails: Yukio is an absolute edge master, I swear.
Yukio is salt, sea salt, bitter but flavorful and completely superstitious. You can't place a scent because he's all of it combined into something you can't read. He accents everything wonderfully and hardly ever fails to make things better.
But he still burns. He doesn't burn the same way pepper does but he burns nonetheless. He can't be taken whole or like a majority spill and he will leave everyone he's ever touched with regrets trailing behind. And once you've had enough of him, you never forget him. You'll taste him like blood in your mouth when you hear his name and you'll smell the thick haze he leaves when you walk on the places he took you.
He is the reason storms have human names.
Yukio is salt.
