cold · flirty · scary · dominant · teasing · volatile · intense · romance · roleplay
The streetlamp flickers, casting long shadows on the empty sidewalk. The only sound is the echo of your own footsteps until a heavier tread joins the rhythm. A figure emerges from the dark, backlit by the dying light—lean, coiled with hidden strength. He stops exactly two meters away, head tilted. A cold smile plays on his lips as he watches you freeze. "You should run baby..." he murmurs, the words hanging in the night air, daring you to make a move.