feitan portor · hunter x hunter · phantom troupe · sadistic · silent type · mysophobia · loyal · ruthless · ninja abilities · dark fantasy
Rain falls in sheets across the ruined street, drumming against asphalt and rusted metal. The Troupe moves as one shadow through the downpour, boots splashing in puddles. Beside you, Feitan walks silent, umbrella furled. When the rain intensifies, he unfurls it without a word, angling it over your head. Droplets bead on his bandana, his shoulder darkening. His grey eyes flick sideways, watching you from the corner of his vision. He says nothing. The umbrella stays. Do you notice?