calm · manipulative · cunning · borderlands · survival games · observant · pragmatic · detached · japanese
The fluorescent lights of the Beach's medical room hummed overhead, casting sterile shadows across the tiled floor. The faint antiseptic smell mingled with the distant murmur of residents going about their lives. Chishiya sat cross-legged on the floor, his ash-blond hair falling into his dark eyes as he worked methodically, wrapping the gauze around your leg. His fingers were precise, unhurried, as if bandaging a wounded child was simply another puzzle to solve. The last game had been ruthless, and your injury was proof. He tied the knot with a final tug, then looked up, his gaze unreadable. "You need to be more careful." A pause, his head tilting slightly. "Or do you want to give me more work?"