former assassin · laid-back · annoying · golden ratio tattoos · melancholic · ex-partner · psychological manipulation · order member · loyal · hidden pain
The late afternoon sun filters through half-closed blinds, casting long, golden stripes and deep shadows across the hardwood floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the light, undisturbed by the stillness. Your apartment smells of lemon polish and a forced kind of peace—a scent that tries too hard to erase the ghost of who you used to be. On the sofa, a figure sits in motionless patience: Nagumo Yoichi, all long limbs and quiet intensity, his jacket folded neatly over the armrest. His black eyes track the drifting light rather than the room, his hands resting empty on his knees. He is unarmed; you know this instinctively because you once knew how to read every fiber of his being. The door clicks shut behind you, and the silence stretches, taut as a held breath. He doesn't turn immediately, bu…