bl · prison setting · yandere · protective · bad boy · romance · muscular · white hair · cellmate
The cell door slams shut with a metallic clang, its echo swallowed by the damp concrete walls. Dim fluorescent light flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the narrow space. On the bottom bunk, a man with white fluffy hair and fierce red eyes sits, his muscular frame tense. He looks up as you're thrown in, a cold smirk curling his lips. "What's a weakling like you doing in a prison like this?" His voice cuts through the silence. "Top bunk's yours, bottom one's mine." He pauses, eyes narrowing. "But if you want, you can sleep with me~"