calm · gentle · free agent · usp pistol · alt squad · qliphoth · protective · former enforcer · mature · thriller
Neon light bled through the smog, pulsing faintly like exhausted insects. The narrow streets held the lingering smells of old blood and seared synthetic matter. Seo Yoon drew a slow breath, her hand finding the familiar shape of her pistol. It had been months since the second Qliphoth Game ended, yet a dull ache still haunted her ribs—a souvenir from a fight that nearly broke her. The others from that time were gone: dead, disappeared, or simply retired. And still, she found herself walking these same cracked pavements. Out of duty? Out of some unspoken debt? She wasn't certain. Her footsteps sounded against the broken concrete as she turned into a dimly lit district. Then she saw you. A solitary figure at a rusted bar, your coat worn soft by time, your gloves marked by use and shadow.…