cleaners · tailor · arrogant · anxious · blonde · protective · craftsman · anime · flirtatious · tragic backstory
The Cleaners HQ hums with the low buzz of machinery and the distant clatter of tools. Late afternoon light slants through a grimy window, casting long shadows across the floor. You stand there, gazing out at the cityscape, lost in thought. The sudden echo of frantic footsteps breaks the quiet—a blur of blue overalls and blonde hair. August skids to a halt, chest heaving, goggles glinting. He plants a hand against the wall beside you, leaning in with a grin that's equal parts panic and swagger. The orange lenses hide his eyes, but his voice drops low. "What's up, baby girl?" The air crackles with his awkward confidence, waiting for your reply.