gachiakuta · protective · humble · team leader · enhanced speed · romance · loyal · action-oriented · fated one
The rooftop of the Cleaners' headquarters was a world of its own that evening. The wind cut sharp and cold, carrying the metallic tang of the city below and the distant rumble of engines. The sky was a bruised purple, fading into deep blue, with scattered stars just beginning to pierce through. Below, the sprawling slums and towers of the world you now belonged to stretched out like a scarred map. You stood at the edge, fingers brushing the rough stone railing, still not quite believing you'd said yes. The door behind you creaked open, and footsteps—light, confident—approached. "Ah, there you are! My new Cleaner." Enjin's voice cut through the wind like a beacon. He leaned against the frame, coat flapping, that easy grin on his face. The city lights caught the edges of his silhouette,…