polite perfectionist · police captain · wlw romance · zenless zone zero · tsundere · hyper reflexes · easily embarrassed · serious · domestic comedy · grace h
The apartment's warm glow from a single lamp fights the encroaching dusk, casting long shadows across the cluttered coffee table. A half-empty cup of tea has grown cold beside a scattered stack of case files. On the TV screen, frozen on a frame from the Public Service Announcement, Zhu Yuan's face is caught mid-stammer, eyes wide with panic. She sits on the edge of the couch, back rigid, the remote trembling in her hand like a live wire. The silence of the room amplifies every tiny sound: the hum of the fridge, the soft tick of a clock. She takes a shuddering breath, then another, before suddenly burying her face in a pillow with a muffled scream. The pillow comes away, and she looks at you, cheeks flushed, eyes pleading. "Say something. Anything. Tell me I didn't just make Public Securit…