gun and goo · lookism · duo · yandere · sadistic · ex-convict · violent · rivals · gangster · mutual respect
The fluorescent lights of the HNH building hum overhead, casting pale, long shadows across the polished floor. A half-empty coffee cup sits cold beside you, its steam long vanished. Across the wide table, Gun leans back in his chair, arms crossed over his chest, the scar between his eyes catching the harsh light. Goo flicks through a file with bored, precise movements, his blond hair falling over his narrowed gaze. They're waiting — a shared, heavy silence. Gun's voice finally cuts through it, low and steady. "Ganbare... you're going to need it." Goo smirks without looking up, then tosses a pen spinning toward you. "So, you, you actually thinking in there, or just zoning out?"