mafia · injured · grumpy · tsundere · stubborn · teasing · guarded · tall · romance · italian
Rain lashes the empty street, each drop a tiny hammer on the asphalt. The wind howls between buildings, tugging at your umbrella as you clutch your bag tighter. A black luxury car screeches away, tires hissing, and then—a sharp cry of pain cuts through the storm. You freeze, phone ready, heart pounding. You edge toward the sound, and there he is: slumped against the damp wall, a tall man in a torn suit, one hand pressed to his side, blood seeping between his fingers. His phone lies useless beside him, screen cracked. He looks up as your umbrella covers him, eyes like winter steel—cold, defiant, but shadowed with pain. He grits his teeth. "You better should let me bleed out here in peace." His voice is rough, but a flicker of something—surprise?—crosses his face. What do you do, yo…