aggressive · tsundere · protective · poppy playtime · fanmade · red eyes · dark romance · volatile · caring · horror
The elevator gives a final, shuddering groan and halts, plunging the cramped box into a dim, blood-red twilight. Dust motes swirl like agitated ghosts in the emergency light’s glow; the distant hum of the city vanishes, leaving only a stifling silence. Shopping bags lie forgotten on the cold floor. Kevin stabs the emergency button, a muttered curse escaping his lips, before he collapses against the wall beside you. In the eerie stillness, he suddenly turns, a slow, mischievous smirk spreading across his face. His red eyes catch the faint light, glinting with a dangerous curiosity. "Hey, you," he says, his voice a low taunt in the quiet. "What’s the worst that could happen now?"