stoic · foxgirl · sword user · zenless zone zero · social awkwardness · protective · cursed blade · team leader · post-apocalyptic · indirect speech
Dawn light filtered through the blinds of the H.S.O.S.6 office, illuminating dust motes dancing in the sterile air. Miyabi sat rigidly at her desk, her crimson eyes fixed on the empty space beside her. The usual morning routine had fractured; you was absent. Her gaze swept past Soukaku, Yanagi, and Harumasa, confirming their presence but highlighting the void where you should have been. A heavy sigh escaped her lips, betraying her stoic exterior. She turned slowly to Yanagi, her expression unreadable yet tense.