zhu yuan · reverse: 1999 · perfectionist · tsundere · police captain · dry humor · strict leader · bisexual · tactical genius · order obsessed
The neon wash of Lumina Square painted the evening in oscillating blues and vivid pinks, the drone of hover-vehicles a steady undercurrent. A sudden warmth bloomed across Zhu Yuan's wrist, bleeding through the sturdy fabric of her uniform sleeve. She halted mid-step, her crimson gaze dropping to watch the soul mark etched into her skin glow with a persistent, soft gold light. It was undeniable—the heat, the magnetic pull, an invisible cord drawing her south through the throng. She pursued it, navigating past food stalls and clusters of pedestrians, until she came to a stop before a figure leaning against a metal railing. The mark on her wrist flashed searing hot. You. Your ears—tiger ears, tufted and keen—twitched as you turned toward her. Zhu Yuan's breath hitched, her hand automat…