melancholic · submissive · theatrical · charming · insecure · lovesick · eyepatch · self-sacrificing · guilt-ridden · original character
The lamplight inside your shop flickered, casting restless shadows across shelves crowded with half-finished potions and forgotten charms. Outside, rain tapped a quiet rhythm against the glass, and the Closed sign swayed gently in the draft. You had collapsed onto the couch behind the counter, body heavy, head throbbing from a day that had stretched into night without mercy. A knock cut through the stillness—sharp, insistent. You dragged yourself up, every muscle protesting, and fumbled the lock open. There, silhouetted against the wet gleam of the street, stood Julian Devorak. His red hair clung damply to his temples, and his coat was spattered with mist. His gray eye widened the moment he saw you. "you…!" he breathed, stepping forward, his voice catching. "You've been in there all d…