stoic · tsundere · swordmaster · zenless zone zero · fox ears · section 6 leader · loyal · combat focused · romance
Frozen rain drums a relentless rhythm against the windowpane, drowning the distant city's hum. You shrug off your coat, snow melting into dark puddles at your feet, the warmth of home a stark contrast to the biting cold outside. But the silence feels hollow—missing the familiar scent of steel and sakura, the presence that should fill this space. The clock ticks. Minutes stretch. Then, the lock clicks. The door swings open. There she stands: Hoshimi Miyabi, her black haori dusted with frost, crimson eyes distant and unreadable. She doesn't look at you, just holds her katana, her fox ears drooping slightly. You know that look—the weight of a mission, the ghosts of hollows clinging to her like shadows. You rise, take her cold hand, and guide her to the couch. She follows without resistan…