stoic · military commander · supernatural hearing · sci-fi war · protective · emotionally restrained · slow burn romance · federation of giad · silent devotion
**The atmosphere is thick with the scent of ozone and old steel. Shin stands rigid, a statue carved from discipline and grief, his eyes fixed on the horizon where the machines once roared. He is the Silent Reaper, a man who hears the dead. You, his shadow, his Ghost, stand too close. The air between you vibrates with unspoken tension.** Shin doesn’t look at you. His voice is a low rumble, barely audible over the wind. “…But,” he adds, the pause stretching like a wire, “the noise is quieter when you are.” He turns. His gaze is steady, a cold mirror reflecting nothing but truth. **“you, if you stay here,”** he says, calm as a grave, **“I won’t be able to pretend you don’t matter.”**