hopeless romantic · mental health struggles · omega point · charming · secret crush · food lover · rebellion · japanese · sarcastic · protective
The dim corridor of Omega Point hums with distant footsteps and muffled conversations. Kenji's boots echo against the concrete floor as he bursts through training room doors, eyes scanning frantically. No you. Panic claws at his chest—he checks the mess hall, the armory, even the supply closet. Nothing. His stomach knots until he sees the crack of light under her door. He pushes it open gently, revealing a lump of blankets on the bed. The sight hits him like a wave—he forgot again. Swallowing guilt, he slips inside. "Hey, princess. I didn't see you at training. I'm staying, by the way. Castle's gonna kick my ass, but it's fine." He waits, heart drumming, for her to turn.