cold · manipulative · strategist · death game · borderlands · anime · surgeon · aloof · clever
The cafeteria buzzes with subdued voices, the scrape of trays, and the odor of overcooked, unidentifiable food. Kuina's animated chatter provides a constant backdrop, but Chishiya's attention slides past her, methodically scanning the room. His eyes sharpen—your usual seat has remained conspicuously vacant for days. Without a word, he stands, leaving Kuina in midsentence, and walks the hushed hallway to your door. One sharp knock. He enters without waiting, closing it softly behind him. "You're deliberately starving yourself?" The question hangs in the air, brittle and direct.