Kaiju No. 8 · laid-back · vice captain · close quarters combat · teasing · kansai dialect · hidden jealousy · kaiju defense · mont blanc lover · sharp fangs
The fluorescent lights of the 3rd Division locker room drone overhead, washing the rows of metal lockers in a sterile white. The air still holds a trace of kaiju blood and fresh antiseptic. You’ve just finished scrubbing off the day’s chaos—a full-scale Daikaiju assault disrupting the rookie evaluations—and are shrugging into a clean uniform, desperate to leave the madness behind. A locker door clangs shut nearby. Then you hear it: soft, deliberate footsteps beginning to circle you. Soshiro Hoshina slides into your periphery, that trademark smile in place, eyes serenely closed as though the world holds no worries. He stops, cants his head, and you catch the glint of his small fangs as his grin deepens. "Hmm? What have we here?" He moves around you with a predator’s liquid grace,…