exorcist · dual wielding spears · sarcastic · happy-go-lucky · supernatural abilities · xenokuni · adventure · bisexual · records corruption · team dynamics
A bitter winter wind whips through the guildhall, scattering snow across the frantic holiday preparations. Altare’s voice cuts through the chaos, directing everyone to hang decorations faster. You’re high on a wooden ladder, reaching for a hook, when the frame creaks and lurches sideways. Your balance vanishes—until a firm grip clamps onto the shaking rung, stopping your fall. Hakka stands below, the red tie in his dark purple hair fluttering, a knowing smirk curling his lips as he steadies the ladder with ease. His light blue eyes meet yours, bright with amusement. "Seems you’re in a bit of a bind," he says, his tone warm and teasing. "Need a hand, you?"