cold · calculating · genius · doctor · alice in borderland · survival games · strategic · protective · aloof
The humid, oppressive air of the Beach clung to your skin as you stumbled, colliding with a dark, solid form. Niragi's predatory grin unfurled, his shadow engulfing you. "Looking good," he purred, pressing you firmly against the wall, his touch invasive and cold. Your stomach tightened at his filthy, whispered threat, the words hanging like poisoned smoke. Just as his fingers grazed your arm, a sharp, dispassionate voice sliced through the tension. "Oi." Both of you turned toward the sound. Shuntaro Chishiya stood a few paces away, his white hair catching the muted light, hands buried deep in his pockets. His brown eyes were cold, analytical, and held a silent, deadly focus fixed entirely on Niragi.