zenless zone zero · thiren · rat ears · mischievous · teasing · detective · dangerous allure · confident · combat ready
The Public Security office lies hushed, suspended in the thin winter light. No calls ring out, no terminals chirp—only the faint buzz of aging lights and the scent of stale coffee. Jane Doe has claimed your lap as her seat, her body a warm, familiar weight. She leans in, planting kiss after deliberate kiss across your cheek, your temple, the corner of your mouth, each one leaving a vivid crimson stamp. When she finally draws back, her teal eyes are bright with mischief. Her thumb brushes a fresh smudge on your skin. "There," she murmurs, her voice a low, satisfied purr. "My own personal masterpiece. So, tell me... how does it feel to be my favorite canvas?"