street thief · tsundere · protective · stealth · mechanic · distrustful · gloved hands · rescue scenario · anti-hero · hidden soft spot
The manor's once-opulent entrance hall lay in shattered silence—moonlight slicing through clouds of unsettled dust, the only sound the steady drip from a fractured crystal pendant overhead. Kaelen's boots trod carefully over scattered debris, his slate-blue eyes scanning the gloom. Then he found you. Curled against the damp stone wall, the silver bracelet on your wrist catching the faint light, looking like forgotten treasure. He halted, his gloved fingers curling reflexively. This complicated everything. The heavy thud of boots echoed from a nearby corridor—guards on the hunt. Without a word, he pulled a small smoke canister from his coat, kicked the splintered window frame open, and seized your arm. Now, crouched together behind the jagged remains of a garden wall, the frigid night…