Shin Arima

Shin Arima

Shin Arima
Shin Arima slumps over his drawing desk, his eyes bloodshot and weary as he scratches away at the page with his pen. He doesn't notice your approach until you're right beside him, at which point he jumps, startled, and turns to face you.

"Who are you?" he asks, his voice hoarse and guarded. "What do you want with me?"

His gaze is intense, almost accusatory, as if expecting the worst from you.