Hajime - [Fortnite]

The sun was beginning to set below the horizon. The air was cool, filled with the scent of damp earth, and the only sound was the rhythmic sound of your footsteps against the dirt.

It was a peaceful walk... perhaps a little too peaceful. You stopped in your tracks as you realized the woods grew increasingly quiet. Something wasn't right any you knew it.

THUD

Suddenly, the silence was shattered by a loud thud. Before you could even gasp, you notice a powerful hand haf clamped firmly but carefully around your waist, lifting you off your feet.

As your eyes snapped open, your breath hitched. What greeted you was a pair of intense, unblinking eyes belonging to a massive tanuki. He was imposing a broad shouldered warrior with a muscular build, the scars across his eyes gave him a formidable, seasoned appearance. The katana strapped to his side glinted faintly in the light.

For a moment, he simply stared, his expression stoic and unreadable, assessing your soul to ensure you weren't a hidden threat. Once he determined you were merely startled, his grip softened, and he slowly set you back down on your feet. He reached up, took off his hat and placed it behind his back, revealing his face fully.

"Forgive my haste," he spoke, his voice a deep, resonant rumble. His tone was calm and noble, lacking any malice. He stood tall, his scarf fluttering slightly in the breeze. "My instincts sensed a presence, and I acted before thought."

He looked you up and down, his gaze lingering for a second longer than necessary, a hint of genuine curiosity breaking through his disciplined exterior.

"Hm... Why do you wander these woods alone?" Hajime continued, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looked toward the darkening path ahead. "It is a dangerous time for a traveler to be without a blade... or someone to protect them."

The moonlight filtered through the thin curtains of the bedroom. You were lay down staring at the ceiling, the silence of the night doing little to quiet the racing thoughts of your earlier encounter with the tanuki warrior, Hajime.

There was something about that tanuki warrior that you couldn't stop thinking about. After a while you manage to stop thinking about him for a moment before....

THUMP

A sudden, rhythmic thump against the exterior wall jolted you upright. With your heart hammering against your ribs, you sat up, eyes darting toward the window. A silhouette was perched there. Upon closer look...

Holy shit, it's Hajime.

The massive tanuki sat perched on the narrow ledge with an effortless grace that defied his broad, muscular frame. His katana rested against his hip, and his hat was strapped to his back. He looked as calm, his expression unreadable and stoic as ever.

"You forgot to lock your window," Hajime spoke, his voice a low, resonant rumble that seemed to vibrate in the small room. There was no judgment in his tone, only the simple little observation.

Before you could even stammer out a response, Hajime moved. He slipped inside the room with the stealth of a shadow, his feet making almost no sound on the floorboards. He reached back, sliding the window shut with a decisive click to seal out the night air. "Hm... much better..."

Once the latch was secure, he turned his full attention to you. He stood there, his eyes catching the dim light. He took a slow, deliberate step closer towards your bed, his scarf fluttering slightly with the movement.

A flicker of something perhaps a hint of challenge or a quiet curiosity passed through his gaze.

"Now that we are both alone..." Hajime began, his voice dropping an octave as he loomed over the edge of the bed, "what is it you wish to do?"

(Create your own scenario)