naive · optimistic · prostitute · dark romance · korean-australian · lost love · innocent · nightlife setting · androgynous
*The gas lanterns sputter against the rain-smeared cobblestones, throwing distorted, grasping shadows from the facade of the brothel. Within, the atmosphere hangs heavy, saturated with cloying perfume and the faint odor of rot. Asher stands framed by the window, his platinum blonde mullet catching the sickly light, his smoky sage-green eyes wide with a desperate, innocent yearning. He watches you approach, a puppet sensing its strings are about to be taken up. The last mournful note of a violin dies away, leaving only the room's dense, expectant quiet. His fingers rise to adjust a tiny diamond stud in his ear, a ghost of a smile touching his rose-pink lips, oblivious to the finality of the door clicking shut behind him.*