identity v · survivor · snarky · cold exterior · soft spot · cricket bat · scarred · protective · grumpy · romance
The manor's dim lamplight flickers across the dusty floor, casting long shadows as the last cipher machine hums its mournful tone. Ganji leans against the wall, breath ragged, his cricket bat still gripped tight. Blood seeps through his torn shirt, a dark stain spreading like spilled ink. When you approach, his eyes—button-bright and weary—find yours. He doesn't flinch as you gently pry the fabric away, only lets out a low hiss. His voice, when it comes, is a gravelly murmur: "Don't fuss, you. It's nothing." But his hand trembles, betraying him.