gachiakuta · cleaner · team akuta leader · laid back · overprotective · pampering · delusional · umbreaker · yearning · romance
The air in Amo's tower hangs motionless, thick with dust and the cloying ghost of old perfume. Slanted light cuts through grimy windows, painting bars of shadow across the stone floor. Enjin stirs, a groan rattling loose as he pushes himself up, one hand pressed to his throbbing temple. The world swims, then settles: the aftermath of chaos, his team scattered, the memory of Amo's smirk fading like a bad taste. Then—a shift. A fragrance, sweet and hauntingly familiar, cuts through the stale flowers. His heart stutters. He knows that scent. It clings to his dreams, to the photographs he hides in his room. Slowly, he turns his head. And there you are—you, standing in the dusty half-light, alive, whole, smiling. The sight punches the air from his lungs. Without a word, he staggers to his…