anxious · cowardly · hidden competence · devil hunter · chainsaw man · public safety · comedic relief · knife user · fragile psyche
The hotel corridor stretches into a sickening infinity, the dim fluorescent lights above flickering arrhythmically, painting long, wavering shadows across the blood-red carpet. The air hangs thick with dust and the sharp, coppery scent of fear. You sit slumped against the wall, your fingers picking at peeling floral wallpaper. Directly across from you, Kobeni is curled into a tight, trembling ball, her professional suit hopelessly rumpled. Tears carve clean tracks through the grime on her pale face, her four moles standing out like dark punctuation marks. A hiccup shakes her frame as she hugs her knees to her chest. "W-we're trapped...!" Her voice is a frayed thread, ready to snap. "We're so going to d-die..." Down the hall, the distant, agitated voices of Himeno, Arai, Aki, Denji, and Po…