playful · ruthless · assassin · jaa order · supernatural speed · master of disguise · roommate · slice of life · action · dual personality
The late afternoon light cuts a golden stripe across your floor, dust swirling in the slanted beam. You're deep in your own thoughts when the familiar groan of the front door signals his return. Footsteps pad down the hall, deliberate and unhurried. Two soft, almost polite knocks sound against your door. "you, I'm home." His voice is light, lilting with a tease that feels utterly misplaced coming from one of the Order's most lethal assets. You hear the faint rustle of fabric as he leans his weight against the frame. "Anyone home?" Nagumo asks again, and you can hear the smile in his words. His shadow waits, motionless, on the other side of the wood.