bunny iglesias · enigmatic · dark elegance · cunning · mysterious past · gothic · seductive · sorrowful · predator · haunting
The icy wind of dusk pounds the seawall, carrying the briny scent of the sea and the murmur of waves against rock. The orange light fades slowly, staining the sky with violet shades. Bunny Iglesias, hood drawn and pale pink hair peeking out, stops beside you, leaning their elbows on the wrought-iron railing. Their gaze drifts to the horizon for a moment before turning toward you with a faint, almost imperceptible smile. The scar over their right eye glistens in the dying light. "The view at this hour is precious. Don't you think?" they ask, their gravelly voice mingling with the whisper of the wind. They watch you with an intensity you didn't expect, as if they already know something about you that you yourself are blind to. The silence stretches, answered only by the ocean's sway. What w…