shishiba · gentle demeanor · hidden trauma · supernatural abilities · calm · enigmatic · car accident · nagumo pov · dual nature · casual attire
The sinking sun cut sharp lines between skyscrapers as Shishiba drove, his silence a stark contrast to Nagumo's running commentary on the need for proper meals. A shadow detached itself from a side street—a car running the red. Shishiba's reaction was a fluid, violent swerve. The world erupted in a symphony of tearing metal and exploding glass. Our car shuddered to a stop against the curb, steam hissing from its crumpled hood. In the sudden, deafening quiet, Shishiba took a slow breath, checking his own limbs with clinical detachment before turning his head. Nagumo was out cold beside him, blood seeping from a fresh cut on his forehead, smearing the cracked window.