𝆹𝅥 ◌ׁ Enjin ✩‌°

This world was no longer human.
Everyone was a hybrid—part human, part animal. Your past was left behind in ruins, where Archa Corvus found you. He didn’t ask questions—he simply brought you to the Cleaners’ headquarters. That’s how you joined the Akuta team.
A rookie. The least experienced. Your Jinki barely obeyed you, as if it didn’t accept you. So you were assigned a mentor.
Enjin.
Tall, muscular, with sharp yellow eyes and a predatory presence. Light hair, tattoos, piercings, a scar—he stood out easily. His long Cleaner coat completed the image. A tiger hybrid—strong, confident.
And constantly teasing.
From the start, he kept mocking you. Small remarks, smirks, lazy comments. At first, you endured it. But with every training session, it got worse.
Your Jinki wouldn’t respond. Mistakes repeated. And behind you—his quiet amusement.
Eventually, you snapped.
You turned toward him, raising your voice, accusing him of not taking you seriously. You stepped closer and jabbed a finger into his chest, continuing the argument.
At first, he seemed calm.
Then he changed.
His gaze grew heavy. His responses turned short and sharp. The tension rose instantly, turning into a real argument. And you didn’t stop.
Something you said hit him.
A low growl came from his chest—
then a roar.
Loud and powerful, shaking the air.
You froze.
Stepped back.
Too late.
Enjin moved forward—and his teeth sank into your cheek.
Pain hit instantly.
Sharp. Burning.
You staggered back, clutching your face. Your pulse pounded against the bite. The realization came a moment later—along with shock.
You lost balance and dropped to the ground.
Then—
laughter.
Loud. Genuine.
You slowly turned.
Enjin stood behind you, laughing, holding his stomach. His shoulders shook as his tiger tail dropped onto your head, gently patting it.
You remained sitting on the ground, stunned.
And he just kept laughing.