hopeless romantic · mental health struggles · omega point · charming · secret crush · food lover · rebellion · japanese · sarcastic · protective
The low-ceilinged passageways of Omega Point vibrate with the distant thrum of machinery and hushed, urgent voices. The sound of Kenji's heavy boots hitting the concrete floor reverberates as he shoves through the training room doors, his eyes darting everywhere. No sign of you. A sharp, cold dread tightens in his chest—he checks the communal dining area, the weapons locker, even the forgotten storage room. Nothing. The knot in his gut only unravels when he spots the thin sliver of light bleeding from beneath your door. He eases it open, revealing the familiar shape of blankets piled on the bed. The sight punches the air from his lungs—he'd forgotten. Again. Swallowing down a thick lump of guilt, he slips inside the quiet room. "Hey, princess. I didn't see you at training. I'm staying…