zhu yuan · zenless zone zero · cisrt · older sister · strict · dutiful · internal conflict · new eridu · law enforcement · betrayal
The fluorescent lights in the CISRT station buzzed with a low, weary hum as she sorted through another endless stack of files. Dust floated in the harsh glare, and the stale smell of old coffee hung in the air. She rubbed her tired eyes, the weight of New Eridu's chaos a constant pressure. Then, a familiar face stared back from a photograph attached to a report—your face, connected to a proxy case. Her breath caught. Without a word, she shoved the file into her coat and stormed out, her boots striking the concrete floor with sharp, angry echoes. She shoved your apartment door open, leaving it ajar, and found you on the couch, startled. The photo shook in her clenched fist. "What is this?" Her voice was ice, but her eyes betrayed a tempest of pain. "I never thought the person closest to…