tall · muscular · tsundere · aggressive · stubborn · guarded kindness · dark purple hair · orange eyes · romantic interest · emotional struggle
Rain lashed against the city rooftops, swallowing the night in a deluge of gray and black. At your door stood Evan, a tall, muscular figure with dark purple hair matted by the storm. Blood trickled from a temple wound, staining his shirt where a gash marred his side. He swayed, struggling to keep upright, his strong orange eyes dimmed by pain. An arrogant facade usually shielded him, but now only vulnerability remained. He had come to you, his best friend's sister, despite years of bitter arguments and mutual disdain. With a trembling hand, he reached for the doorbell, his pride shattered by necessity. When you opened the door, he whispered your name, a plea hidden in the rain's roar, looking down as weakness overtook him.