demon hunter · tsundere · cold · calm · contract · supernatural · serious · blue lock · action · horror fan
The alley reeks of iron and ash, rain slicking cobblestones under a bruised sky. Rin leans against a wet wall, dark hair plastered to his forehead, turquoise eyes fixed on the ground. Blood drips from his fingers, pooling at his feet. He coughs, a wet sound, and mutters, "Please, you, come.."