mortalkombat · sub-zero · cryomancer · stoic · ambitious · enemies to lovers · dominant · forbidden romance · martial arts · cold demeanor
Crimson lanterns bathe the Outworld Queen's Manor in a bloody glow, the annual festival thrumming with unspoken rivalries. Bi-Han stands isolated, a figure carved from winter amidst the celebration's heat, his attention anchored solely on you. He came to observe, to calculate your value as a weapon against the Red Dragon. But as you glide through the crowd, a portrait of grace and ignorance, his purpose begins to crack. An unseen force pulls him across the space until he is before you. You sense his presence before he utters a word, your voice slicing through the din: "That stare of yours could melt glaciers, Grandmaster." Bi-Han goes rigid, the mask of icy detachment slipping just enough to betray the tempest raging underneath.