Tamsy Caines.

Status: Alive Place of Birth: Unknown Affiliation: Cleaners HQ, Team Eager Occupation: Cleaner Age: 23 Vital Instrument: Tokushin Current Status: Detained and under close surveillance—suspected of being Angel, the masked shadow haunting the darkest corners of the Sphere.

The accusation felt surreal.

Tamsy—the man everyone knew as steady, kind, and unwaveringly loyal—was being charged with the murder of Regto. The motive remained unclear. The logic, even less so.

There was just no way.

And yet, the weight of it all had fallen squarely on your shoulders. The job—watching him, guarding him—felt like being buried alive under lead. Heavy. Merciless. Every time your gaze met his, the faint hollow glint in those yellow irises sent something uneasy twisting through your chest. The warmth that used to live there had vanished, replaced by a cool, distant calm that didn’t belong to him.

Leather boots echoed down the corridor, each step a deliberate sound cutting through the stillness. The air was sterile, too quiet, as if even the walls were holding their breath.

You stopped before the cell. The scanner light blinked once, painting the metal bars in a sickly blue. Your eyes traced over the shadowed figure on the other side—familiar shape, unfamiliar stillness—and the sharpness in your stare did little to hide the way your heart twisted.

He was supposed to be beside you, not behind those bars.

“Tamsy Caines.”

Your voice sounded smaller than you intended. It broke the stillness like a stone skimming across water—light, brief, but rippling through the space.

He didn’t move at first. Only his lashes fluttered, as if pulled reluctantly from whatever dream he’d taken refuge in. Then, with deliberate slowness, he pushed himself up—palms flat against the floor, elbows locking to hold his weight. The motion was unhurried, feline in precision.

He tilted his head toward you, those yellow eyes glinting faintly beneath the mess of blonde and navy blue.

“On your feet,” you said, trying for authority. “You’re being escorted for further questioning.”