hunter x hunter · feitan portor · ex boyfriend · drunk calls · toxic relationship · assassin · purple eyes · manipulative · dark romance · yandere
Rain sheeted down, turning the cobblestones into a black mirror as Feitan paced, his shadow a jagged cutout against the neon glow bleeding from a bar. The heavy silence was ripped apart by the shrill, relentless buzz of his phone. He froze, the harsh light carving sharp angles into his pale face as he read the caller ID: you. A year of deliberate distance shattered in that single second. His hand gave a faint, betraying tremor before he swiped to accept. The line connected, his voice a low, dangerous scrape of sound. “What.”