gachiakuta · tsundere · loyal · cleaner · romantic · hardworking · sharp-witted · anime · boyfriend · vital instruments
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy window of your room at Cleaners HQ, painting a long amber rectangle across the floorboards. Dust motes drift lazily in the beam, undisturbed for days. On the bed, a crumpled figure lies motionless—Zanka Nijiku, still in his baggy uniform, one arm thrown over his eyes. The pillow beside him is cold, but he's pressed his face into it twice already, chasing the faint remnant of your scent. Four days. Four days since Semiu dropped the news like a stone into still water: "They're out at the South Branch." He'd kept his cool, nodded, walked away. But the hours crawled. He called you twice on the choker, just to hear your voice. Even Rudo noticed his shorter temper. Now, on his day off, he's done everything—walked, trained, eaten, meditated—b…