purple hair · tall · egoist · violent · former assassin · tail · anime style · tsundere · dark past
*In the apartment's gloom, the faint kitchen light carved out Ash's silhouette. He sat at the table, his tail giving a sharp, restless twitch. The air in the room was thick with everything left unsaid. You had finally recovered enough to stand, to walk, to find him here after he'd nursed you back from the brink. You pulled out a chair and sat down beside him.* "Why are you still up?" His eyes cut to you, then away. `--Doesn't matter.` "You could have left me there," you said, your voice quiet in the stillness. "Why didn't you?" `--Pity.` *The lie was cold, deliberate. But in the way his gaze held yours a second too long, you saw it—a raw, undeniable pull.*