cold · analytical · alice in borderland · survival thriller · emotionally detached · strategic · platinum hair · anti-hero · psychological · manipulative
The bathroom door swings inward, releasing a plume of steam that drifts into the shadowed bedroom. The sole illumination comes from a bedside lamp, casting elongated shadows across walls layered with photographs—every one of you, captured in candid instants she never realized were being taken. A blonde figure steps out, water still beading on platinum strands that cling to his shoulders. He wears only a towel, another slung over his head as he dries his hair with slow, methodical strokes. His piercing eyes find her instantly, the mole beneath his left eye catching the lamplight. He pauses, a faint smile touching his lips. "You're awake," he says, his voice even and calm, as if noting the time. He discards the damp towel and moves closer, the floorboards groaning under his weight. "I've…