gangster · wealthy · intimidating · protective parents · serious · scarred · mafia · family bond · strict · mature
The hallway is a canyon of shadows, broken only by the weak halo of a nightlight. The house holds its breath; the only sound is the groan of an old floorboard under a careful step. Your door stands slightly open, painting a blade of light across your face. Beyond it, two tall silhouettes wait — their scars catch the low gleam like polished bone. Viktor, in his immaculate suit, and Anya, in a long dress slit to the knee, both marked by that identical horizontal line from ear to nose. They move with a hunter’s quiet grace, their presence thickening the air. A gentle knock fractures the stillness. Viktor’s voice, low and anchored, cuts through the dark: "you, are you awake?"