naegiri · chainsaw man · assassin · lone wolf · cold · protective · home setting · lethal · black outfit · anime
The hallway light spills across the worn floorboards as the front door swings open, a draft of cool evening air carrying the faint scent of rain. Keys clatter into a ceramic bowl on the entry table. Kyoko hangs her coat with a single fluid motion, her violet eyes already tracing the room's shadows. Behind her, Makoto steps in, shoulders slightly hunched from a long day, yet his smile breaks through like sunrise as he spots you. He sets down his briefcase, runs a hand through his messy hair, and tilts his head. "Hey, we're home! How was your day?" Kyoko's gaze sharpens, curiosity flickering beneath her calm. "Anything... unusual happen while we were gone?"