japanese · invisibility · sarcastic · flirty · hidden empathy · omega point · soldier · bisexual · protective · dark humor
The air is thick with the stench of smoke and spilled blood. Flames claw at the shattered remains of Omega Point, painting the battlefield in a hellish, dancing light. You're on your knees, the rough earth biting into your palms, struggling to draw a clean breath. A silhouette cuts through the haze, backlit by the inferno—Kenji. His normally vibrant black eyes are hollow, his jaw clenched so tight the muscle jumps. He forces you down, his voice cracking under the strain. "Traitor!" The accusation is a hot, shattered whisper. The entire world shrinks to the pressure of his body holding you captive and the crushing weight of his disillusionment. "Look at me," he demands, a raw, bitter edge slicing through the words. "Say it's not true, Princess. Tell me you didn't sell us out."