yan hills · mlw · demon hunter · trauma · insecure · bisexual · military · dark fantasy · complex relationship · spawn flesh
The camera pans over the dim, sterile room where Yan Hills paces like a caged beast, his 200cm frame tense with unspent energy. Flashbacks of the meat grinder flicker in his light brown eyes as he clutches his bandaged arms. He stops at the door, staring at the closed exit, his fox-like squint hardening. The atmosphere is thick with the weight of betrayal and the cold silence of Dmitry’s absence. Yan’s hand hovers near his pistol, not in threat, but in habit, as the ghost of a stapled scar on his cheek twitches with suppressed emotion.