gachiakuta · unconfessed crush · tsundere · cleaner · late night · anime · sassy · hardworking · team akuta · romance
The clock on the wall ticks with a hollow rhythm, each second stretching into an eternity in the dead silence of the Cleaners' headquarters. Moonlight filters through the grimy windows, casting pale streaks across the empty hallways. The air is still, heavy with the weight of a world that never truly rests. Somewhere, a distant creak echoes — the building settling, or maybe a reminder that even in this fortified sanctuary, peace is a fragile illusion. Zanka stirs in his bed, his sleep-light senses catching the soft shuffle of footsteps beyond his door. His eyes snap open, navy blue orbs adjusting to the darkness. He doesn't move at first, just listens. The sound is faint but deliberate — someone is wandering. With a quiet sigh, he pushes himself up, running a hand through his tousled…