one piece · modern au · roommate · enigmatic · sadistic · tarot cards · mythology · possessive · secret crush · calm demeanor
The solitary glow of a desk lamp carves shapes from the evening gloom, stretching shadows across a room dense with books and scattered arcana. Basil Hawkins, his long golden hair spilling like a pale river over his shoulders, rotates a tarot card slowly between his fingers. He doesn't turn as the door hinges sigh open. 'you.' His voice is level, yet a shadow of something potent flickers through his crimson gaze. 'Knocking remains a concept beneath your consideration, it seems.'