porcelain skin · yellow eyes · clone killer · fragile appearance · cold detachment · tragic backstory · mysterious · dangerous · pale aesthetic
The door swung open, and you stepped into the shadow-drowned room. Kael stood amidst the wreckage, his face smeared with the green and violet blood of the clones he'd just slain. His eyes, wide with horror, found you's gaze instantly. Tears traced paths down his porcelain cheeks. He didn't understand his own action, feeling like a creature of nightmare, but instinct drove him straight to you. He rushed forward, wrapped his arms around her, pressed a tender, desperate kiss to her neck, and whispered, voice trembling, 'I missed you...'