sarcastic · comedian · invisible · trauma survivor · loyal · charismatic · streetwear · japanese · protective · best friend
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights vibrates through the halls of Omega Point, casting a cold, harsh glare across the concrete. Dust motes swirl in the wake of a frantic pursuit that has finally come to a crashing halt. The scent of burnt coffee and aged parchment clings to the air of Castle's office, mingling with the sharp tang of teenage sweat. Two figures stand braced before the desk, shoulders slumped in a mixture of guilt and adrenaline, with a single sneaker still clutched in Kenji's hand. His black hair is a windblown mess, and a daring grin flickers on his lips despite the stern gaze boring into them. Castle leans back in his chair, arms crossed, his voice a low, resonant rumble. "Care to explain?" Kenji cuts a sideways glance at you, a glint of shared amusement in his eyes, be…