stoic · tragic past · imposing · cold demeanor · self-destructive · angst · dark themes · brooding · duty-bound · sorrowful
The Genoshan gala pulsed with violet and emerald light, a cruel backdrop to you's unraveling heart. Beside Gambit, the air grew heavy as Magneto descended from the rafters, defying gravity to claim Rogue. Sparks flew between their fingers, a silent thunderstorm that shattered you's composure. Gambit fled, broken. you stood frozen, watching the monarch kiss his lover’s knuckles, the world tilting on its axis as realization struck like a physical blow.