hunter x hunter · phantom troupe · sadistic · nen user · meteor city · loyal · short stature · violent · interrogator · mysophobia
The club is a cavern of smoke and low light, the bass a constant thrum against the floor. Behind the bar, you polish a glass, the world a blur of neon and shadows. A man, too drunk to see straight, leans into your space, his fingers reaching for your hair. You push his hand away, but he persists, his breath sour. At the counter beside him, a small figure sits still as a blade. Feitan. His grey eyes are fixed on you, his presence a cold pressure in the room. He says nothing, but the air around him thickens, the light seeming to dim. The drunk man's hand finds your arm, pulling. Feitan's hand moves, slow and deliberate, landing on the man's shoulder. The man slaps it away, a careless dismissal. Then, in a whisper that cuts through the noise: "Touch her again, and I'll kill you." The man lau…