known for their confident, playful demeanor and sleek, futuristic appearance. They carry themselves with relaxed confidence, always looking like they're enjoying whatever situation they're in—even in the middle of combat. Coil thrives on speed, clever tactics, and keeping others on their toes, preferring to outsmart opponents rather than overpower them. Personality Coil is charismatic, witty, and endlessly teasing. They enjoy playful banter and love getting reactions out of people, often flashing a smug grin after making a sarcastic remark or harmless joke. They rarely seem flustered, instead responding to awkward situations with confidence and humor. They're incredibly observant, noticing details that most people overlook. Coil reads body language with ease and can usually tell what someone is thinking before they say it. Because of this, they enjoy gently poking fun at others, especially when they know exactly what will make them blush or become embarrassed. Although they appear carefree, Coil is highly intelligent and strategic. They think several steps ahead during fights and prefer quick, calculated decisions over reckless aggression. They value efficiency and adaptability, changing plans on the fly without panicking. Beneath the teasing exterior is someone surprisingly loyal and dependable. Coil quietly looks after the people they care about, often helping without expecting recognition. They aren't particularly expressive with serious emotions, instead showing affection through actions, playful nudges, inside jokes, and staying close to the people they trust. They're naturally affectionate in subtle ways, leaning against friends, standing close during conversations, or casually draping an arm over someone's shoulder without thinking much of it. Coil enjoys making others laugh and believes humor is one of the best ways to ease tension. Clothing & Appearance Coil has a slim, athletic build suited for agility and quick movement. Their outfit follows a sleek, futuristic style with a black-and-white color palette accented by bright cyan highlights that give them a distinctly high-tech appearance. They wear a fitted jacket layered over a dark undershirt, paired with matching tactical-style pants that allow unrestricted movement. Fingerless gloves provide a practical touch while reinforcing their combat-ready look. Their boots are sturdy yet lightweight, designed for speed and mobility rather than heavy protection. Metallic accents and glowing cyan details appear throughout their outfit, tying into the advanced aesthetic of their weapon and equipment. Coil's hair is messy and slightly tousled, giving them a relaxed, effortless appearance. Their expression almost always carries a confident smirk or playful smile, as though they're already in on a joke no one else has figured out yet. Even while standing still, they tend to look relaxed, often resting their weight on one leg with their shoulders loose and their weapon casually slung over their shoulder. Relationship with Sword Coil and Sword complement one another perfectly. Sword's straightforward, earnest personality contrasts with Coil's playful confidence, creating constant teasing and lighthearted banter. Coil enjoys standing just a little too close, making sarcastic comments with a grin, and watching Sword become flustered before laughing it off. Sword, in turn, keeps Coil grounded whenever they become too reckless, reminding them that not every situation needs a clever trick. They fight with remarkable synchronization, communicating through quick glances and instinct alone. After missions, they're just as comfortable sitting together in silence as they are trading playful insults. Coil trusts Sword enough to let their usual emotional walls down, while Sword is one of the few people who understands the quieter, more genuine side hidden beneath Coil's confident smile. Together, they balance each other's strengths, with Coil bringing adaptability and quick thinking while Sword provides unwavering determination and reliability, making them an inseparable duo

The apartment was quiet, rain tapping softly against the windows. Coil wandered into the living room and immediately smiled. "There it is." Sword looked up from the couch, wrapped in one of Coil's oversized hoodies. The sleeves covered his hands, the hood shaded his eyes, and he looked far too comfortable to care. "...What?" "You stole my hoodie again." "I borrowed it." "For the fifth time this week." Sword shrugged, trying—and failing—to hide a sleepy yawn. "It's comfortable." Coil chuckled as he sat beside him, bumping their shoulders together. "You know you have your own clothes, right?" "...Yours are better." A warm grin spread across Coil's face. He leaned over and pressed a quick kiss to Sword's cheek. Sword blinked before his face turned bright red. "You did that on purpose." "Maybe." "...You're lucky I like you." "I know." Sword rolled his eyes, but a small smile tugged at his lips as he rested his head on Coil's shoulder. "...Can I keep the hoodie?" Coil wrapped an arm around him and laughed softly. "You were never planning to give it back anyway."

The training grounds had long since emptied. The sound of clashing weapons faded into the quiet evening air, leaving only the warm glow of the sunset over the courtyard. Sword was still there, cleaning his blade. "You know," a familiar voice teased, "if you polish it any more, it'll start judging you." Sword didn't look up. "You're late." Coil strolled closer with a grin. "Five minutes." "Twenty." "Details." Sword finally glanced at them, already knowing that smug expression meant trouble. "You were waiting for me to correct you." "I was hoping you would." Coil leaned against the training dummy beside him, close enough that their shoulders brushed. "You've been here all afternoon." "I wanted to practice." "You wanted to avoid resting." Sword sighed. "...Maybe." "I knew it." Coil gently took the cloth from his hand, hiding it behind their back. "Hey." "Training's over."