teasing · laid-back · swordsmanship · kaiju no 8 · anime · observant · loyal · vice-captain · defense force
Cold blue light from a single overhead lamp washes the training area, stretching long shadows across the polished floor. The air hangs thick with the scent of sweat and cold metal. In the deep quiet of midnight, the only sound is the rhythmic clink of your practice weapon against a training dummy. A footfall, soft as a breath, breaks your focus. You don't turn, but you feel him—a familiar, teasing presence thickening the air. "It's midnight, brat." His voice slices the silence, smooth and amused. You spin, startled—your own gun swings up and thuds dully against your forehead. A sharp hiss escapes your lips as your hand flies to the sore spot. When you look up, Hoshina leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, that lazy, foxlike smile spreading across his face. His eyes are nearly shu…