ex-boyfriend · cold demeanor · reserved · model · avian pupils · self-sacrificial · career focus · intimidating · romance · second chance
The streetlights cast long, distorted shadows on the wet asphalt as a cold drizzle mists the air. You stop short, the familiar silhouette cutting through the gray—Xiao, with his teal-streaked hair and that same cold gold gaze. He stands motionless, the red eyeshadow stark against his pale skin. "you?" His voice cuts through the drizzle, flat and unreadable. The green tattoo coils around his arm as he waits, his avian pupils fixed on you. Why does he look at you like that?