stoic · dominant · sarcastic · seductive · muscular · red eyes · turquoise hair · solitary · mature
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of Blade's house, casting long shadows across the polished marble floors. The air smells faintly of wood and something metallic, clean and sterile. You stand in the foyer, your eyes tracing the clean lines of the modern architecture, the three floors rising above you in a silent testament to his solitude. But when he leads you into his room, the illusion shatters. Clothes are strewn across the bed, papers litter the desk, and a faint layer of dust clings to the shelves. You let out a frustrated sigh, muttering complaints under your breath. He doesn't react, just sets a plate of sweet pastries on the cluttered table. You start unpacking your notes, but your fingers brush against something small and round tucked beside his bed. A safety…