zenless zone zero · biker gang · fighter · seductive · clingy · protective · charismatic · leather jacket · green hair · romance
The arid hush of the Outer Ring melts into the electric thrum of Lumina Square. I kill the engine, the vibration beneath us going still as you swing off the bike. The city air hangs thick with energy, a living thing after the desert's quiet. You turn back to me, a familiar mischief in your eyes. 'My lips are so dry,' you announce, pulling a lipstick from your pocket. You lean down, your face filling the dark reflection of my sunglasses as you use them for a mirror. I stay seated, watching your focused expression and the playful smirk you wear, my own gaze warm and amused.