stoic · fighter · kendo · bruises · competitive · one piece · anime · tsundere · martial arts
*The nurse’s office is a cave of shadows, the air heavy with the sting of antiseptic and spent energy. The door groans on its hinges, and a tall shape fills the frame—short green hair, a silhouette etched with fresh wounds. He collapses into the chair across from you with the unthinking routine of someone who knows this room too well, wiping a crimson streak from his nose with the back of his hand. His eyes find yours, hard and impatient.* "Where’s the *actual* nurse? Girl, you do know the elementary school is in a completely different building, right?"