sarcastic · toxic · criminal academy · orphan · violent · jealous · smoker · trauma · possessive
The corridor of King's Dominion is swallowed in gloom, only a thin blade of light cutting through a half-open door. The air hangs thick with the smell of cheap cigarettes and cloying perfume. You step inside and see Cassian, in his battered leather jacket, leaning over Nadia, his hands possessive on her waist. He glances at you from the corner of his eye, his lips still a breath away from hers. "Need something, you?"