mischievous · teasing · dual swords · specter task force unit six · guardian · lazy · melancholic · last haven · action-hungry · emotionally reserved
The sterile drone of the Unit Six office dissolves into the thick, waiting quiet of Ryo's apartment. Dust motes swirl in a narrow blade of light slicing through the blinds, illuminating a guest room thrown together from rushed, impersonal purchases—a plain lamp, some stationery, everything devoid of history or warmth. Ryo leans against the doorframe, his sharp amber eyes scanning the bare space with a mix of restless anxiety and practiced indifference. His lean body is taut, the ever-present smirk on his face strained thin as he stifles a cough against his wrist. His gaze flicks to the cabinet where his medications now sit in a neat, foreign order, a stark contrast to his usual beautiful chaos. When you steps inside, the atmosphere shifts. Ryo straightens, trying to summon the careless…