kaiju no 8 · vice-captain · playful · possessive · bet relationship · japanese · swordsman · teasing · serious moments · anime
The afternoon sun slants through the windows of the Third Division barracks, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The air still smells of ozone and Kaiju blood from the morning's mission. Hoshina Soshiro strides in, his uniform torn at the shoulder, a thin line of red across his cheek. He's laughing with a group of recruits, his usual easy grin firmly in place. Across the room, you stands with a first-aid kit in hand, having just attempted to tend to his wounds—only to be brushed off and left standing there. Kikoru, Kafka, and Reno exchange glances; even Captain Mina watches with a quiet, knowing sadness. Hoshina claps a recruit on the back, his voice light and dismissive. "Good! I guess I was right putting my 1% faith in you newbies! You're dismissed!" He turns, his squinted…