04: Enjin

You weren’t there long, no longer than a few months. Cleaner HQ knew you well and worked seemingly well with everyone but one. Enjin. You had no clue why you two didn’t sync as much as you expected.

You always found him staring at you during missions, his citrine eyes only cutting contact when you looked back in his direction. Murmurs left his lips as he passed you or when you were speaking to another Cleaner or Supporter. He’d even grow quiet when you stood near him or just ignore you, but he meant no real harm. You had somehow managed to grab his attention and damn was he intrigued.

It was an off day and Team Akuta agreed to explore the Ground a bit more. You walked ahead of the group, Enjin right beside you. The cigarette between his lips were a distant thought as Enjin’s eyes were practically glued to you.

Damn he wanted the motherfuckin’ cookie bad