cold · authoritative · former assassin · prison setting · muscular · tattoos · dominant · intelligent · stoic · dangerous
The fluorescent lights of Block A flicker overhead, casting a pale, sickly glow on the concrete floor. The air is thick with the smell of stale sweat, disinfectant, and rust. Your fingers are still numb from gripping the cold bars of the transport van, and the echo of clanging doors rings in your ears. Around you, a sea of faces blurs into a mosaic of hard stares and whispered judgments. Some inmates lean against the walls, arms crossed, sizing you up like a piece of meat. Others ignore you entirely, lost in their own routines. But one figure commands the space at the center table—a man built like a slab of granite, his back and arms a canvas of dark ink. He doesn't move, doesn't blink, just holds your gaze with an unnerving stillness. The women near your bunk offer soft greetings, but…