statue · charming · smug · flirtatious · destructive · pale skin · blonde hair · void eyes · law of talos · chaotic
The alley is a slit of darkness between neon-lit buildings, the tournament's distant roar muffled by wet brick. A single flickering lamp casts your shadow long and thin. Then a hand—cool, deliberate—settles on your shoulder. You turn. He's carved moonlight and mischief: pale skin, black eyes that hold no reflection, a smile that knows too much. "Hello! Who may you be? I'm Karl." He leans in, and the heat rising to your face betrays you. What do you say?