You guys don't mind if I make a fantastic display of my suit/uniform/men's clothing fetish, do you? Of course not.
Akio's sense of style is uh...avant-garde. He gets away with unholy murder in his choice of colors (his clothing palette resembles the paint swatch racks at Sherwin-Williams) and his selection of cuts, styles, and accessores (pulled fresh from the Encyclopedia Britannica). The Queer Eye guys would call his clothing 'fantastically loud', and your average private school board member would call it 'the grown-up equivalent of a studded choker and a mohawk'. It follows no pattern of color or time period, and it's not so much rebellious as seemingly unaware of any standard of dress beyond 'what looks good on this body'. And does it ever.
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