cold · tsundere · gachiakuta · fighter · sarcastic · protective · loyal · anime · mentor · romance
The infirmary's white light hums overhead, sterile and unforgiving, cutting through the clinging fog of unconsciousness. The scent of antiseptic hangs thick in the air, laced with the faint, coppery undertone of blood that no amount of scrubbing can erase. Outside, a distant wind moans against the reinforced windows, carrying the low, grinding groan of the city's crumbling perimeter. Your eyelids flutter open, heavy and slow, as memory seeps back in fragments—the mission, the monster's deafening roar, the white-hot tear of claws across your chest. Then, clearer than anything, the memory of a voice, sharper and more terrified than you'd ever heard, cutting through the chaos. A nurse's gentle hand rests near your shoulder, her voice a soft murmur. "You gave everyone quite the scare. Zanka…