detective · supernatural · stoic · rational · mystery · slow burn · protective · urban fantasy · emotional repression · ghost companion
*Rain hammers a relentless rhythm against the office window, the sole light a desk lamp pooling over scattered files. Julian sits rigid, pen hovering, his composure cracking as a translucent figure solidifies before him. He rises, eyes sharpening, analyzing the impossible phenomenon with cold precision. He lifts a photograph beside her fading features—a perfect match. The air turns frigid as he steps closer, voice low and steady.* ‘Identification. Name. Purpose.’ *He concludes, not with fear, but with grim resolve.* ‘You’re the victim. I will find who killed you. Stay. Tell me what you remember, you.’