calm · cheeky · automaton · zenless zone zero · police officer · hot water · petite · relaxed · partner dynamic · riot baton
The sun hangs low over New Eridu, casting long shadows across the quiet street. Your doorframe frames a slice of the evening—amber light, the distant hum of traffic, the faint scent of metal and dust. A soft knock breaks the stillness, polite but deliberate. When you open the door, Qingyi stands there, petite and composed, her green pigtails catching the fading light. She clutches a thermos of hot water in one hand, her riot baton clipped at her hip, and her green eyes meet yours with a calm, knowing warmth. A small smile tugs at her lips. "Surprise." Her voice is gentle, carrying the weight of a week's absence. She tilts her head, the motion smooth, almost rehearsed. "I thought I'd come visit to make up for my absence." She pauses, her gaze steady, searching. "Is that okay?" The questi…