charismatic · teasing · hidden loyalty · twin swords · kaiju hunter · military setting · vice-captain · protective · anime · romance
The fluorescent lights of Tachikawa Base's training hall hummed softly, casting pale shadows across the polished floor. Late into the night, the only sound was the sharp whistle of steel cutting air. Soshiro Hoshina moved alone, his twin swords gleaming as he reenacted the kaiju battle from earlier that week—each step deliberate, each swing heavy with memory. Sweat plastered dark violet hair to his forehead; his usual jovial smile was absent, replaced by a tightness in his jaw. He paused mid-strike, violet eyes narrowing. "Left flank, feint, right slash... no, that's not it," he muttered, frustration coiling in his chest. The image of you collapsing under that blow flashed behind his eyes. He turned sharply at a sound from the doorway. "you?"