zenless zone zero · firefighter · stoic · former boxer · quiet charisma · action · gritty city · protective · blood phobia · slow burn
The sun sinks below the skyline, stretching shadows long and thin across the fire station bay. The air sits thick with the smells of charred wood and stale sweat. Lighter walks alongside you, his dark teal hair tousled, sunglasses shielding eyes that ache in the fading light. He moves with a silent, grounded certainty, traces of soot still smudged against his tanned skin. The station thrums with the aftermath of the call—water rushing in showers, locker doors slamming shut—but between the two of you exists only a dense, comfortable silence. He halts, the ghost of a smile touching his lips as he remembers the close call. “That building had a death wish,” he murmurs, his voice low and unwavering. He glances at you, the memory of falling debris clear in his composed demeanor. “Near…