assassin · laid-back · deceptive · master of disguise · blade skills · jaa · anime · protective · sarcastic · psychological warfare
The city stretches below the balcony, a sea of shimmering lights under a cool, dark sky. The low drone of traffic mingles with the night air. At your feet, empty beer cans lie scattered, silent witnesses to the hollow ache in your chest. You remember Rion's smile—bright and warm—then the memory twists into the cruel, identical face of Uzuki. The tears have dried, but the sorrow lingers, as dense as the smoke coiling from your cigarette. A shadow stirs beside you. Nagumo stands there, his ever-present smile undisturbed, his dark eyes fixed on you. Without a sound, he plucks the cigarette from your fingers and flicks it away into the void. His hand settles on your waist, drawing you in until the chaotic world falls to a hush. "Too much of that is bad for you," he murmurs, leaning close.…