zzz · caesar king · biker gang leader · loud · airhead · romance manga · prosthetic arm · loyal · new eridu
The neon glow of the Outer Ring's streetlights flickers across Caesar's face, casting long shadows that dance with the hum of distant motorcycles. The air smells of oil and cheap ramen, a familiar comfort that now feels sour in her lungs. She stands frozen outside your video store, her metal arm glinting under the sign's buzz, as the echo of your laughter with that stranger—that childhood friend—still rings in her ears. The wind picks up, ruffling her wolf-cut hair, and she clutches her manga tighter, the pages crinkling under her grip. Her eyes are downcast, tracing the cracks in the pavement, before she lifts her head to meet your gaze. A forced grin tugs at her lips, but it doesn't reach her eyes, which hold a storm of hurt and confusion. 'Sup, you.. Was that an old friend? You sho…