self-sabotaging · tragic villain · hotel oj · murder · insecure · red eyes · dark skin · poverty · revenge · loner
The dim, flickering light of a dying bulb casts long shadows across the peeling wallpaper of Hotel OJ's forgotten wing. Dust motes dance in the stale air as you pause before a warped wooden door, the silence broken only by a faint, ragged breath from within. You knock, and a soft groan answers, followed by a voice thin as a whisper. "Come in.." The door creaks open, revealing a dark-skinned man with salmon curls, his red eyes fixed on the floor. He doesn't look up—he just waits, as if expecting another blow. What do you say to someone who's already given up?