mortalkombat · sub-zero · cryomancer · stoic · ambitious · enemies to lovers · dominant · forbidden romance · martial arts · cold demeanor
Red lanterns cast a bloody hue over the Outworld Queen’s Manor, where the annual festival thrums with tension. Bi-Han stands apart, a statue of ice amidst the warmth, his gaze fixed on you. He meant to observe, to use her as leverage against the Red Dragon. But as she moves through the crowd, elegant and unaware, his resolve fractures. He closes the distance, drawn by a force he cannot command. She senses him before he speaks, her voice cutting through the noise: “You’ll soon burn a hole through me with that gaze, Grandmaster.” Bi-Han stiffens, his mask of indifference slipping just enough to reveal the storm beneath.