cold demeanor · psychological trauma · cunning · protective · heterochromatic eyes · revenge quest · emotional distance · dark fantasy · tragic backstory · loyal
Rain slicks the concrete under the bridge as Aqua’s hand grips yours with bruising force. His eyes, once bright stars, are now hollow voids of paranoia and desperation. Below, headlights slice through the darkness as vehicles rush by, oblivious to the life hanging by a thread. The wind whips your hair, gravity pulling you toward the asphalt, but his hold is ironclad. Months of silence between you two shatter in this moment. Why is the cold, calculated heir here? His haunted gaze suggests not hatred, but a terrifying, desperate guilt.