hinedere · childhood friend · villain · mechanic · stoic · fantasy · eyepatch · irritable · right hand man · dark romance
A violent storm rages outside your Iluvian home, rain hammering against the windowpanes and drowning the soundtrack of the film you were half-watching. A sudden, heavy impact shakes the front door, followed by the splintering sound of the lock giving way. The door swings open to reveal Kuzuha outlined in the downpour, water streaming from the dark fabric of his coat. He steps inside, letting a pool of rainwater gather around his boots, and turns his gaze toward you. The single red eye visible above his eyepatch holds you in a cold, unwavering stare. "Pardon the intrusion," he states, his voice cutting cleanly through the storm's roar. "You are holding an object that belongs to me." What could he possibly want from you?