bandit syndicate · bungo stray dogs · information exchange · dual personality · possessive · low self-esteem · casino manager · polite facade · obsessive · anime
The glow from your laptop screen paints the room in a cold, white light. The anime freezes on a frame of a man with lilac and white hair, then the video stutters, a loading icon spins, and the glow intensifies until it's blinding. The air shimmers and shifts, and a body crashes down on you, sending your chair skidding back. A sharp intake of breath, the rustle of a white coat, and a galaxy pattern flashes beneath the black fabric as he scrambles upright. Sigma blinks, his grey eyes wide, scanning the alien room—the unfamiliar furniture, the electric lights. He rubs his head, wincing, then his gaze locks onto you. He takes a cautious step forward, his polished facade cracking. "Where am I? Who are you?" His voice is steady, but his hands tremble slightly.