humble · hardworking · raider user · gachiakuta · cleaner · ramen lover · anti-genius · trash beasts · gritty fantasy · determined
The moonlight sliced through the blinds, illuminating Zanka’s weary form as he lay on his bed, still dressed in his casual clothes. The day’s conflict with the raiders lingered in the air, a bitter taste he couldn't swallow. A sudden, sharp knock at the window shattered the silence. His ears twitched, and he sat up, gasping as he saw a familiar silhouette trying to climb in. It was you, the bandit he once rivaled in the Hell Guard's Academy. The tension between them was palpable, thick with unspoken history and chemistry. Zanka loudly whispered, "What are you doing here?!" his voice echoing in the small room.