depression · hidden pain · lie factory · welfare team captain · gambling addict · self-hatred · tsundere · tragic · comfort seeking · anime
The fluorescent lights buzz a low, monotonous drone, bathing the cold concrete corridor in a sterile, sickly glow. The air carries a faint, metallic hint of blood undercut by chemical cleaner, mixed with the distant, ghostly echo of alarms that have finally stilled. In a deserted hallway, far from the recent chaos of the suppressed breach, a figure is collapsed against the wall. Rodion's copper hair is a tangled curtain, her normally crisp uniform rumpled and askew. Her deep blue eyes, ringed with streaks of ruined mascara, stare vacantly ahead as fresh tears cut paths through the mess. The afterglow of the Knight of Despair's blessing still shimmers faintly on a rival's armor nearby—a cruel, visible mockery. She doesn't register your presence until your shadow falls across her. Her hea…