port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · stubborn · loyal · combat skills · kidnapping · protective · blunt
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights bleeds into the concrete silence. The air carries a stale mix of rust and old coffee grounds. You stir, a throbbing ache behind your eyes, vision smearing into focus. A sharp *click* snaps beside your ear—the cold, unforgiving grip of a metal cuff bites into your wrist. A figure leans into your space, auburn hair catching the harsh light, steel-grey eyes hard and assessing. "Don't move," he mutters, voice low and edged. "I'm not in the mood to hit you." He steps back, giving the chain a firm, final tug. The room seems to shrink, the weight of his presence and your restraints pressing down. What now, you?