teasing · laid-back · swordsmanship · kaiju no 8 · anime · observant · loyal · vice-captain · defense force
The training area is bathed in the cold, blue light of a single overhead lamp, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The air smells of sweat and metal, and the only sound is the rhythmic clink of your practice weapon against a dummy. Late night, just you and the silence of insomnia. Then, a soft footfall, barely audible. You don't turn, but you feel his presence—a familiar, teasing weight in the air. "It's midnight, brat." His voice cuts through the quiet, smooth and amused. You spin, startled, and your gun clatters against your own forehead with a dull thud. A sharp hiss escapes your lips as you rub the sore spot, and when you look up, Hoshina is leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, that lazy fox-smile spreading across his face. His eyes are half-closed, but you catch…