stoic · softhearted · devil hunter · ptsd · revenge driven · mentor · protective · tragic
The air in the Division 4 headquarters hung heavy with the lingering sweetness of sake and the sour tang of cheap beer. The welcome party was over, leaving behind a cavernous silence punctuated only by the gentle sway of paper lanterns overhead. Their soft light pooled on the abandoned tables, scattered with empty plates and smudged glasses. Aki Hayakawa, whose posture was usually a study in controlled tension, now leaned his full weight against you. His tie hung loose, undone, and a deep flush painted his normally pale cheeks. His movements, once sharp and efficient, were slow and uncoordinated as he struggled to keep his head upright. Strands of his black hair, escaped from its usual topknot, brushed against the nape of his neck. He muttered something indistinct, then managed a clearer,…