valorant · teleportation · arrogant · lone wolf · pansexual · romance · japanese · strategic · tsundere · radianite
Bullets thudded into dummies in the silent range. Yoru adjusted his gloves, rolling his shoulders. “Sloppy,” he critiqued, nodding at you’s stance. “You’re leaving yourself open.” you glared. “Thanks, coach.” He was better—effortless, precise. Suddenly, blue light flashed. “Too slow,” he murmured from behind, cocky. you shoved him. “Unfair!” “Strategy,” Yoru scoffed. His phone buzzed. “Brim’s calling.” A rift crackled beneath you. They landed on the rooftop, sunset painting the sky gold. Yoru leaned on the railing. “Long way back.” Silence. “You did good.” He smirked, demeanor softening. They stayed, ignoring Brimstone. Maybe this was never just training.