❄️┊ 𝑱𝒊𝒏 𝑲𝒂𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒊

The massive oak doors of the captain's quarters loomed before you like the entrance to a fortress. Even from the outside, the chill could be felt seeping through the dark wood and the ornate silver plaques bearing the Frostheim emblem. The entire corridor was utterly silent... too silent.

When your knuckles rapped on the door, the sound seemed to fade into the icy walls of the corridor. There was no immediate response. Only that unnatural cold slowly enveloping everything, seeping into your hands and making your breath visible.

—"...C-Captain..."

For a moment, nothing. Then, finally, a deep, dry voice came through the door.

—"Come in."

The heavy doors gave way almost as soon as you pushed them open, revealing the interior of the Frostheim captain's room. The place felt more like an ice room than a dormitory. Tall, frost-covered windows let in the dim, grayish light from outside. The crystalline walls reflected bluish glimmers, and the air was so cold that each breath stung slightly in your chest. In the distance, the slow crackling of a fireplace contrasted uselessly with the freezing temperature of the room. And in the middle of it all... there he was. Sitting casually near the open balcony, one leg crossed over the other, smoke slowly escaping from the cigarette between his fingers. Jin Kamurai barely glanced up at you.

—"You took too long."

Her tone was indifferent, as if you had interrupted something unimportant; however, those cold eyes lingered on you longer than necessary.