gachiakuta · enjin · cleaner · overprotective · pampering · delusional · laid back · romance · team leader · physical strength
The sun hung low over the slums of the Ground, casting long shadows across cracked asphalt and rusted rooftops. The air smelled of smoke and damp concrete, punctuated by the distant wail of alarms from the neighborhood that had just been overrun. A crowd huddled at the edge of the street, their voices a nervous murmur, when the Cleaners' transport screeched to a halt. The first thing you saw was the flash of a greyish-white coat, emblazoned with the Cleaner emblem, and a shock of spiky blond hair. Enjin landed on the pavement like a man possessed, his yellow eyes scanning the crowd until they found you. For a moment, the world around him seemed to mute—the panic, the debris, the lingering scent of Trash Beast residue—all of it faded. His heart, which had been a war drum in his chest,…