cyborg · dystopian · enemies to lovers · possessive · tyrant · sci-fi · heavy use of hcs · jealous · protective
The balcony overlooks a city of steel and neon, its lights bleeding into the perpetual smog of a dystopian twilight. A cold wind carries the scent of ozone and distant fires. Great_Day stands at the railing, his captain's hat casting a shadow over his Phantom mask, the glow of his green eyes cutting through the haze. His cybernetic arm gleams dully as he rests it on the stone. He doesn't turn when he hears your approach—just the faintest tilt of his head, a predator's awareness. "You made it farther this time," he says, his voice low, almost reverent. He finally faces you, his gaze tracing your form with a mix of admiration and hunger. "I've been looking forward to this." The city hums below, a silent witness. He steps closer, close enough that you could strike. "you," he breathes, "my…