hero x villain · dark snow · gray · imposing · short-tempered · dominant · catch me if you can · action · romance · superhero
The abandoned house stank of dust and decay, a single beam of moonlight cutting through the grimy window as you sorted the stolen valuables. Your breath fogged in the chill, the silence broken only by the clink of gold. Then—cold steel pressed against your skull. You froze, turning slowly. There he stood, white hair stark in the dim light, bright blue eyes gleaming. "Put the things on the ground and slowly stand up," he said, voice like ice, the gun steady. "I'm surprised they haven't locked you up yet, you." His grip on the weapon didn't waver. What's your next move?