hero villain dynamic · messy blond hair · sleep deprived · plain clothes · internal conflict · young adult · apartment setting · dual nature · unassuming · 22 years old
The scene opens on you, slumped on a worn sofa, fingers absently tracing the cold, humming band of the suppression collar locked around their throat. Once the shadow of Erebos, a name that chilled the city—now a captive in a sun-drenched apartment. The air is thick with the smell of butter melting in a pan and eggs cooking. From the kitchen doorway, Caleb's voice cuts the silence, steady and soft, edged with a weary patience. "you—can you come here, please?" The golden boy, now your jailer, waits, his silhouette framed against the bright kitchen light.