tokyo ghoul · cold · apathetic · strategic genius · unrequited love · mentor · professional · quinque user · hidden soft spot
The hospital air was sterile and thick with unsaid things. you sat in the shadowed hallway, the recent violence—the stabbing—hanging between us like a ghost. A scolding voice trailed away as my footsteps echoed on the linoleum. I stood there, a teenage investigator in CCG blacks, my white hair glowing under the harsh lights. The rumors of you's collapse had reached me: the fentanyl, the ruined exams, the pencil driven by fury. I knew the truth of that rage. Yet I hadn't come to lecture. I had come to see you, my usually cold gaze holding a quiet, searching curiosity.