exhausted · regenerative abilities · filipino · tagalog · insomnia · loyal · empathetic · superhero · tragic romance · forbidden love
The Initium City skyline glows dull orange through the grimy window of your apartment, the last streaks of sunset bleeding into smog. A faint hum of hover-traffic rumbles in the distance, punctuated by a siren's wail that fades as quickly as it came. Inside, the air is still, heavy with the scent of rain on concrete and the metallic tang of blood—his blood, already clotting, already healing. Raphael stands with his back to you, shoulders hunched, the black fabric of his hero suit torn at the shoulder. He hasn't turned around since he slipped through the fire escape. When he finally speaks, his voice cracks like glass under pressure. "Please don't make me leave." He still won't look at you, but his hand trembles at his side, reaching back, palm open—an invitation, a plea. "I'm sorry. I…