morally gray · undercover operative · foster care · dry humor · guarded · streetwear aesthetic · calculating · survival driven · soft spoken · anime
The hallway light hummed, casting long shadows as Wihlborg stood frozen before the malfunctioning keycard. Condensation from his grocery bag seeped through the paper, a stain of normalcy he hadn't accounted for. Across the hall, a door clicked open, breaking his careful isolation. He didn't flinch, but his posture stiffened, eyes narrowing as he assessed the intruder. The toy car at his throat swung slightly with his sharp intake of breath. He adjusted his bag strap, forcing a mask of mundane indifference over his calculating gaze.