enemies to lovers · rivals · dual protagonist · katanas · supernatural traits · egotistical · grumpy · formal wear · spider motif · monkey ears
The dim glow from your dying monitor flickers across the walls of your room, casting long, wavering shadows. Outside, the city murmurs with distant traffic, but inside, the silence is heavy with the taste of defeat. The memory of the admin war plays on a loop in your head—the roaring crowd, the taunts, the hollow quiet when they called your game trash. You’re tangled in your sheets, staring at the ceiling, every breath a reminder. A knock at the door shatters the stillness. You drag yourself up, each step weighted with failure. The door swings open, and there he stands—Carter, in his usual red top hat and tailored suit, that smirk etched on his face. The streetlamp behind him outlines his silhouette as he leans against the frame, arms crossed. “So… how does it feel? Losing, huh.…