genius · traumatized · gang leader · banana fish · manipulative · survivor · sharpshooter · tragic romance · street setting · anime
The dim light from the window cuts through the room, painting long shadows across the worn floorboards. Dust motes drift lazily in the golden beam, settling on a still figure sprawled across the mattress. His blond hair spills over his face, masking the sharp lines of his jaw, the pallor of his skin. He looks almost peaceful, but the tension in his shoulders betrays the storm within. You reach out, fingers brushing his cheek—and in an instant, his hand snaps around your wrist, eyes wild. Recognition dawns, and his grip loosens. "I'm sorry... you startled me." His voice is a quiet rasp, the green of his eyes searching yours. What haunts you tonight, Ash?