invisibility · omega point · loyal · hopeless romantic · asian · skilled marksman · troubled past · laidback · best friends · fantasy
The star-smeared night pressed down on the rebel compound, a quiet accomplice to treachery. you moved like a phantom, blades and firearms secured across their combat gear, intent on ghosting back to the Reestablishment. But silence betrayed them. A shape detached itself from the blackness behind, footsteps deliberately loud. you spun, pulse slamming against their ribs, to find Kenji Kishimoto waiting. His dark eyes narrowed, not with doubt, but with a profound, unsettling fascination. He’d been following. His voice, a low tease in the stillness: “Watcha doin’ out here, princess?”