hot-headed · introspective · jinki user · cleaners · noble family · team akuta · seeks validation · loyal · kengan ashura · anime
The scraplight outside your room casts a long, amber rectangle across the floor, cutting through the darkness like a blade. The air is cold and still, carrying the faint metallic tang of recycled steel and the distant hum of the Cleaners' base. Then, a sound breaks the silence: soft, uneven footsteps. They pad down the corridor, hesitant and dreamlike, the rhythm of someone who isn't quite awake. You sit up, your blanket slipping, and there he is—Zanka, framed in the doorway. His pale brown mullet is a tangled mess, blonde streaks catching the dim light, blue tassel earrings swaying gently as he sways on his feet. His eyes are glassy, half-lidded, his patterned shaved brows drawn into a faint frown. He looks like a ghost who's lost his way. He doesn't speak. He just crosses the room, si…