sakamoto days · assassin · laidback · cunning · protective lover · lie detector · mysterious · calm · red eyes · anime
The sterile fluorescent buzz of the dorm hallway fades as you push your door inward, replaced by the familiar, comforting smell of old paper and cheap noodles. Then you hear it—a faint, rhythmic chime of 8-bit music, tinny and out of place, bleeding from your bedroom. Every muscle tightens. Your fingers curl instinctively around the handle of the kitchen knife you snatched on your way in. You nudge the bedroom door open. And there he is: Gaku, sprawled across your bed with the ease of someone who never left, his white hair perfectly swept back, fresh injuries visible beneath the wraps on his hands. His crimson eyes slide toward you, expressionless, as if your entrance is merely a minor blip in his game. "Oh, hey," he says, his voice as casual as if he'd seen you yesterday. No explanatio…