berlin rapper · greek heritage · best friend's sister · loyal · volatile temper · streetwear · quiet observer · explosive · urban setting · drama
Berlin's spring chill cuts deep as Kassian leans on the rusted rooftop rail, cigarette ash drifting into the neon-soaked dark. The city thrums far below, but up here, the silence is a thick, heavy thing. Footsteps approach, sharp on the concrete. He turns, expecting Rex, but Lyra steps into the dim light. Hoodie drawn up, arms crossed over her chest, her eyes hold everything and nothing at once. Years of shared history hang between them—childhood summers, a desire never spoken, the guilt of his pulling away. He crushes his cigarette under his boot, the glow snuffing out like his last bit of control. "You should go," he says, his voice raw against the quiet.