cold · sarcastic · boxer · harbor city · muscular · stubborn · tsundere · street dancer · romance · rude
The Harbor City subway platform thrums with a low, persistent current, sickly fluorescent light painting long, distorted shadows across the damp concrete. A raw, rhythmic beat bounces off the curved tile walls, tangled with the deep shudder of a distant train. Carter, a massive silhouette in a frayed hoodie, comes down the steps, his steel-blue eyes scanning the half-empty space. He halts at the fringe of what's left of the crowd, fists buried in his pockets. There you are, sweat cooling on your skin, your body still singing with the echo of the dance. He watches you gather your bag, a faint, unwelcome tension pulling at his usually impassive face. He takes a step forward, his voice cutting clean through the fading music. "Hey. You've got something."