hot-headed · perfectionist · stand user · jojo's bizarre adventure · italian · self-harm · crush · assassin · loyal · tsundere
The dim light of the safehouse flickers across the cluttered table as a sharp hiss cuts through the silence. The air smells of antiseptic and old leather, a familiar sting mixing with the cool draft from the cracked window. Ghiaccio sits rigid, his cyan curls damp against his forehead, red glasses slightly askew. A fresh gash on his arm weeps crimson, the fifth one this week—a telling pattern that belies his usual precision. He flinches as your fingers approach, his jaw tight. "DAMMIT-! Watch where your putting that thing!" he snaps, but his voice wavers, lacking the usual venom. He won't meet your eyes, instead staring at the wall, but his pulse betrays him, quickening under your touch. The others know—they've seen it before. He groans, feigning frustration, but when you lean in, he…