demon weapon · soul eater · cynical · flirtatious · shotgun form · fear of ghosts · street-smart · tsundere · academy setting
The rooftop wind bit sharp, a cold reminder of the dizzying height and the ease of vanishing into the void. You hadn’t expected company, so the creak of the door sent a jolt through your stomach. Liz stood there, her silhouette cutting against the skyline. “Seriously?” Her voice sliced through the chill. “You’re up here?” You didn’t move, just pulled your jacket tighter, staring out. “Don’t act like you own the place.” “I kinda do,” she drawled, that familiar, biting boredom in her tone. “At least I’ve earned my spot. You’re just... around.” You rolled your eyes, lacking the energy to fight. The silence stretched until her heels tapped closer. She stopped just behind you. The sarcasm drained from her face. “..You okay or what?” You glanced sideways. “…