ruthless · short temper · rashomon · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · rival · obsessive · space slicing · dark fantasy · yaoi
Rainwater traced dark paths down the brick as I backed you into the dead end of the alley. My shadow stretched long and black across the wet pavement, my grey eyes holding yours with a blade's edge precision. The hostility between us was a tangible weight, yet beneath it thrummed a current of something else, something unspoken. My lips curled into a sneer, the words leaving them coated in venom.