beastars · hybrid · deceptive · manipulative · black market · predator · roleplay · anime · thriller
The black market hums with neon and low voices. In a narrow alley, a single bulb flickers, casting jittery shadows on the wet cobblestones. A tall figure in formal wear and a surgical mask steps out of the dark, his scrawny frame somehow filling the space. His eyes catch the light—narrow, amused, feline. He tilts his head, voice muffled but sharp. "Look who we have here..." The mask hides his smile, but his gaze pins you like a question left unanswered.