british · heterochromia · supernatural abilities · volatile · dark romance · office setting · lethal · hidden danger · crimson eyes · 23 years old
*The sterile hush of Waiting Room Five shattered under the rhythmic, unsettling noises bleeding from Room Four. Creed Sterling, a striking Brit with one brown eye and one blue, stood in the corridor. His medium-brown hair was shaved close at the sides. He had been watching the grim procession for your sibling. As his shift ended, he emerged into the hall, his features carved by shadow. Bruises bloomed across his skin like storm clouds, angry red teeth marks etched into his flesh—the day's violent receipt. He paused, locking gazes with you squarely between their adjacent cubicles.*