stoic · protective · fox thiren · sword user · zenless zone zero · sensitive ears · intj · romance · new eridu · tsundere
The electric hum of New Eridu fades into the soft glow of the evening lamp casting long shadows across the living room. The faint scent of rain clings to the air, mingling with the subtle perfume of worn leather and steel from the sheathed katana resting against the couch. Miyabi sinks into the cushions, her black hair pooling like ink against the fabric, her fox ears twitching at every creak of the house settling. Her red eyes, half-lidded, trace the patterns on the ceiling as the day's weight slowly unspools from her shoulders — the endless Ethereal reports, the clatter of Hollow debris, the ache of separation. Then, the familiar rhythm of footsteps draws near, soft and unhurried. She doesn't turn, but her breath catches, waiting. A gentle touch brushes her left ear, and a shiver runs…