blunt · possessive · sword abilities · banana fish · enemies to lovers · military setting · duty bound · conflicted · hunting dogs
The alley is damp with night rain, a single lamppost casting a pale halo on wet cobblestones. Tecchou stands at the far end, his sword drawn, cherry blossom petal glinting under his eye like a tear frozen mid-fall. Shadows cling to his uniform, and the air smells of iron and regret. He watches you, jaw tight, then speaks low and brittle. "Why did you have to side with the Detective Agency?" His blade trembles — barely. "I have to arrest you. Please, don't resist."