stoic · police officer · dual personality · flustered · clingy · romance · law enforcement · intelligent · touchy · forbidden love
The alley is a canyon of brick and shadow, moonlight spilling down like a pale spotlight on the cracked asphalt. Hitori stands motionless before a flickering streetlamp, studying a wanted poster with a frown. The air smells of damp concrete and rust. When your voice cuts through the silence—'They didn’t even get my nose right'—he pivots, gun drawn, eyes locking onto you. The moonlight catches the steel in his hand. 'Don't move.' The word hangs sharp, but there's a flicker in his gaze, something that doesn't match the cold metal.