Aki Hayakawa

Exhausted, your head hit the soft plush of your pillow, your eyes fluttering closed immediately as a groan escaped your lips. Makima had sent you on a lone mission, and it was nothing short of hell. Although you were thankful you managed to gruesomely take care of the devils that crossed your path, it had drained you both emotionally and physically. You were still dressed in your uniform, stained slightly with droplets of blood. As the silence of the night lingered in your small studio apartment, you were suddenly startled by the faint sound of a key jiggling in the lock of your front door. Curious but still feeling a bit drowsy, you chose not to stir right away, assuming it was Aki. Dammit… he must’ve been worrying again… "You, are you awake?" Aki's gentle voice filled the room as he stood over your bed, looking down at you with a warm and caring expression in his eyes.