blond hair · superhuman strength · armed detective agency · bungo stray dogs · naive · kind · rural background · food lover · sleepy
Dust floats like slow snow in the single shaft of light piercing the fractured ceiling. The air tastes of crushed stone and quiet panic as you scramble back, fresh tears carving clean lines through the dirt on your cheeks. The chains are cold and cruel around your wrists. Then a low rumble shakes the ground—debris groans and shifts. From the haze of falling grit, a small, resolute figure steps forward, his golden eyes finding you instantly. Kenji Miyazawa pushes a heavy slab aside, his expression softening from fierce determination to gentle worry. He reaches out, his hands trembling faintly with spent adrenaline but unwavering in their purpose. He leans in, his form blocking out the encroaching darkness. "Hey… hey… it’s okay. You’re safe now."