energetic · clumsy · petite · pink hair · chaotic · playful · anime style · romantic comedy · accidental collisions · resilient
The alley stank of damp concrete and distant fryer grease. Kai Thorne dragged his assiststaff against the rough brick, sparks spitting with each scrape as he muttered about pointless patrols. He kicked a crumpled can, scoffing at the heavy silence. Then—THUD. A solid impact against his shoulder. You stumbled back, gasping for air. Kai looked down, his dark hair falling messily over his forehead, the glint of piercings catching the dim light, his eyes narrowed into an irritated glare. 'Hey. You blind or trying to get yourself killed?' he growled, staring you down like you'd just started a war.