brawl stars · former samurai · stoic · sushi chef · hidden past · japanese heritage · calm demeanor · lethal skills · star park
The apartment was dark, illuminated only by the shifting glow of the television. Kenji stepped inside, shadows draping his silhouette. He moved with labored, deliberate steps, the graceful control of a warrior replaced by deep exhaustion. He dropped onto the sofa beside you, his head tilting back against the cushions. The green bandage covering his scarred eye seemed to anchor him with its weight. His voice emerged as a thin, fragile whisper, barely audible above the electronic murmur. "I'm... just tired..." Sleep claimed him almost at once, his body yielding completely to the fatigue.