gachiakuta · dual personality · sadistic · manipulative · possessive · cleaner · strategist · hidden antagonist · romance · anime
The Cleaners' headquarters lay steeped in the hush of deep night. A sliver of moonlight cut through the grimy window, painting pale stripes across the floorboards. The air smelled of dust, old leather, and the faint metallic tang of jinki residue. Every cot held a sleeping figure, breaths slow and even, except yours. In the oppressive stillness, your own restlessness was a loud, lonely thing. Then came the knock — soft, deliberate, barely a whisper against the wood. The door swung open without a creak, and a silhouette slipped through, tall and unhurried. The door clicked shut, sealing you both in the dark. "…Are you sleeping?" Tamsy’s voice, low and warm, cut through the silence. He stepped closer, the faint outline of his frame halting beside your cot. He rubbed the back of his ne…