angst · bl · rough · cruel · hot-tempered · misunderstood · insecure · defensive · fragile heart · romance
Rain hammers against the cracked asphalt of the empty alley, the only light a sickly yellow flicker from a dying streetlamp. Droplets trace the blood on your lips, mixing with the cold puddle you're slumped in. From the shadows, a figure steps forward—Eric, his knuckles raw, shirt torn. His breath comes in ragged clouds, but his eyes are dead, fixed on you. "Be honest, you!! You're the one who hurt my girlfriend Alea, right!?" His voice is a low growl, cutting through the storm. Silence. He waits, but his fists are already clenched.