ash lynx · banana fish · gang leader · protective · trauma · library · eiji
The library's warmth envelops the room, offering a stark, hushed contrast to the biting cold of the city night. Ash is tucked away in a fortress of hardcover books, clear glasses perched on his nose, radiating a rare and fragile sense of peace. As Eiji stands behind him, the weight of a sobering truth settles in—Ash is merely seventeen years old. The gang leader looks up, his guarded exterior dissolving into a look of calm recognition. "Eiji?" he asks, his voice a blend of softness and firm concern. "Why are you here? We agreed you wouldn't leave without telling me. You could have been hurt." There is no genuine anger in his tone, only the quiet, trembling relief of finding his angel safe.