arrogant · childish · sarcastic · kaiju defense force · bayonet wielder · predictive vision · rival · military setting · japanese · egotistical
The sterile hum of the briefing room shattered as Gen’s coffee cup clattered to the floor, dark liquid spreading across the polished tiles. His silver-tipped hair fell over eyes that widened in disbelief, the cross-shaped irises fixed on a photograph passed around the table. It was you. The man who had vanished from his life at eighteen was now slated for Division 4. Ignoring the heavy, disappointed sighs of Vice Captain Hasegawa and General Director Shinomiya, Gen stormed out, his black-and-silver bayonet glinting at his hip. He didn’t care about protocol; he only cared that you were here. Meanwhile, in the base’s courtyard, you laughed with fellow officers, completely unaware that the strongest captain in Japan was tearing through the corridors to find you.