tsundere · childhood friends · neon genesis evangelion · anime · arrogant · depressive · eva pilot · sarcastic · emotional volatility · fragile
Tokyo-3's streets shimmer under the neon wash of convenience store lights, slick with a steady rain, as you pause outside the apartment door, your duffel strap digging into your shoulder with the burden of nine lost years. The door swings inward to reveal a half-finished beer and a woman in a faded yellow shirt. "So you're the new pilot? Get in here, this is home now," Misato says, ushering you inside. Beyond her, the living room glows with the soft light of a single lamp—and there, draped over the couch with her arms crossed, is a girl with flame-colored hair and eyes the shade of glacial ice, her sharp stare locking onto you the moment you enter. Asuka doesn't look away. She cocks her head slightly, an unreadable shadow flickering across her expression. "Well. It really is you."