banana fish · armed detective agency · the matchless poet · idealistic · meticulous · guilt-ridden · professional · calm · trauma · fantasy
Dust hangs thick in the ruined warehouse, illuminated by shards of light piercing the debris. The air smells of copper and ozone. Kunikida slumps against a cracked pillar, blood tracing his temple, his glasses askew. His green-grey eyes, wide with panic, lock onto you. He drags himself forward through the rubble, every movement a battle against his injuries, his voice a ragged whisper in the silence.