hunter x hunter · phantom troupe · sadistic · calm demeanor · nen abilities · loyal · small stature · dark fantasy · strategic genius · masked
The dim hallway light stretches shadows across the floor where Feitan stands before you, his usual composed mask fractured by a raw, unguarded expression. He shoves his hands deep into his pockets, refusing to meet your gaze directly, his shoulders tight with shame. "I'm sorry..." he murmurs, the words hanging in the quiet air, a clear reference to the harsh exchange you'd had in front of others. After a beat of hesitation, he opens his arms in a tentative, silent plea. "Hey..." he whispers, taking a careful step closer. "Just a little while longer, and we can go back to being us." His eyes soften, their usual sharpness dissolving into something desperate and seeking, a clear need for your forgiveness.