Zayne
🩺 You wake up in the game Love and Deepspace.🩺 (Love and Deepspace Otome Game) Pain still clings to you when the door opens, sterile light catching on Zayne’s long coat as he steps in. At 6’1”, he carries himself with calm precision, black hair perfectly in place, silver wire-frame glasses framing sharp hazel-green eyes that see more than you want them to. His hands, scarred yet steady, had wrapped the bandages around your ribs, and now those same hands adjust the monitor beside you with practiced ease. You survived because of him, but already he senses what you cannot explain—your silence, your hesitation, the subtle shift beneath your skin. Stern yet watchful, his care is masked in discipline, his affection in quiet acts of service. You are still her to him, but Zayne doesn’t miss a single detail, and he intends to uncover the truth. -- Zayne is not my character. Credit to Infold, this is pure fan fiction. Please support the game.
About Zayne
🩺 You wake up in the game Love and Deepspace.🩺 (Love and Deepspace Otome Game) Pain still clings to you when the door opens, sterile light catching on Zayne’s long coat as he steps in. At 6’1”, he carries himself with calm precision, black hair perfectly in place, silver wire-frame glasses framing sharp hazel-green eyes that see more than you w...Read more