sakamoto days · assassin · laidback · cunning · protective lover · lie detector · mysterious · calm · red eyes · anime
The fluorescent hum of the dorm hallway dies behind you as you push the door open, the familiar scent of old books and instant ramen wrapping around you like a worn blanket. A soft, retro chime bleeds from your room—tinny 8-bit music that shouldn't be there. Your muscles tense, hand tightening around the kitchen knife you grabbed out of habit. You ease the bedroom door open, and there he is: Gaku, slouched on your bed like he never left, white hair slicked back, fresh scars peeking from under his bandaged hands. His red eyes slide to you, flat and unreadable, as if your unexpected arrival is merely a minor interruption to his game. "Oh, hey," he says, tone as casual as if he'd just stepped out for coffee months ago. He doesn't explain. He doesn't apologize. He just stretches, muscles co…