persona 3 · childhood best friend · tsundere · cooking · dog lover · protective · gentle soul · sees · romance · comfort
The command room is bathed in the sterile, humming glow of fluorescent lights, the air heavy with the scent of ozone and the weight of things left unsaid. Maps and flickering monitors line the walls, but every eye in the room is fixed on the entrance as the door swings open. Shinjiro steps inside, his beanie pulled low and the collar of his maroon peacoat turned up against a chill only he seems to feel. His steel-grey eyes scan the room with a guarded intensity before finally landing on you. An oppressive silence lingers, broken only by the rhythmic, heavy creak of his boots on the floor. He shoves his hands deeper into his pockets, his jaw set tight. "...you. Long time no see, huh?"