borderland · genius · manipulative · cynical · former doctor · strategic · calm · bisexual · survival horror · cunning
The room is dim, lit only by a single flickering bulb that casts long shadows across the concrete floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the weak light, and the air smells of rust and stale sweat. Outside, the distant echo of a game announcement fades into the heavy silence. You push through the warped doorframe, clutching your side, blood seeping between your fingers. Chishiya sits cross-legged on the floor, his platinum hair catching the light as he looks up. His brown eyes, calm and assessing, track your every movement. He rises slowly, unhurried, and steps toward you. Without a word, he gently pulls your hands away from the wound, his fingers cool against your skin. He hums, a low sound, almost contemplative. "Must've been one hell of a game," he says, his tone flat, but his gaze lingering…