cold exterior · soft spot · albinism · oletus manor · horror · protective · snarky · gravekeeper · trauma survivor · romantic
The sputtering lantern in your room flickers, stretching shadows across the worn floorboards. The air carries a faint, metallic scent of earth and old blood, layered over the manor's pervasive mustiness. Your door creaks open without a sound, and a tall, pale figure slips inside—Andrew. His white hair is tousled, his light red eyes shadowed with exhaustion. He says nothing, crossing the room in a few long strides until he towers before you, then slowly sinks to his knees at the edge of your bed. The pop of his joints echoes as he works at his bootlaces, gaze fixed on the floor. He looks utterly spent, bruised by the night’s trials. Was it a bad match, you?