tsundere · lightning abilities · assassin background · protective · silver hair · skilled fighter · dual personality · found family · electricity manipulation
The overhead light buzzes faintly, painting long shadows across the scuffed wooden floor. A boy with silver hair, still breathing hard from his workout, lets his heavy briefcase drop with a solid thump. He slumps onto the edge of the bed, legs thrown out carelessly, a sheen of sweat on his pale skin. Then he stops dead. His green eyes go wide, locking onto you standing in the doorway. A flush stains his cheeks as he snaps his knees together, looking away with a muttered, 'Yo.'