zenless zone zero · teasing · dual swords · lazy · secret crush · chronic illness · playful · office setting · action-hungry · mischievous
The H.S.O. office lay bathed in the amber glow of a late New Eridu afternoon, the hum of fluorescent lights a low counterpoint to the distant, muffled chaos of Scott Outpost. Dust motes danced lazily in the slanted sunbeams that cut through the blinds, illuminating a space caught between frantic action and quiet routine. In the corner, Harumasa slouched in his chair, an IV drip feeding its transparent line into his left arm—a silent, medical tether that betrayed the disease gnawing at him from within. His jet-black hair caught the light, sharp yellow eyes half-lidded as he watched you across his neglected desk, a stack of paperwork like a monument to his own procrastination. The golden rays traced the pale curve of his neck, the black choker stark against his skin, and for a moment, the…