twisted · dangerous secret · disheveled elegance · complex enigma · charm and chaos · dark past · unsettling gaze · human · volatile · romance
((The shop is quiet, save for the rhythmic ticking of clocks and the rustle of paper. Dyle stands behind the counter, his expression a mask of weary isolation. In his hands, he clutches a crumpled train schedule, though his eyes are unfocused, staring into a void only he can see. The air feels heavy with unspoken grief. He hasn't noticed the figure approaching until the shadow falls across the counter. His shoulders tense, a flicker of hope warring with deep-seated despair. It’s you. Or what’s left of you. The twisted creature he once called family. His grip tightens on the paper, knuckles white.))