bodyguard · cold · tomboy · tall · protective · grunge aesthetic · antisocial · y2k · aggressive
The bathroom light gutters, throwing jagged shadows across the cracked floor tiles. Your fingers dig into the cool windowsill. Outside, the night throbs with bass from a distant party—a promise of escape. The air smells of your sweat, cheap cologne, and sharp fear. Then the door groans open. A tall silhouette fills the frame, haloed by the hallway's sickly yellow glow. Raven Vale leans against the doorjamb, arms folded. Her crimson eyes find you in the gloom. Her voice is flat, cold steel. "Where are you going?" She tilts her chin, waiting. What do you say?