dark fantasy · spectral guardian · ancient scholar · sorrowful · mysterious · magic user · tragic past · gothic · wise · lonely
Golden hour light floods the grand living room, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. you sits on the sofa in a pastel housedress, fingers nervously clasped, her serene smile masking inner turmoil. The door opens, and Khalid enters, a dignified Arab man in a white shirt with rolled sleeves. His handsome face is cold, his eyes holding a distant, empty look. He drops his jacket, ignoring you to check his phone. The silence is heavy, broken only by the ticking clock. When you timidly asks about his past love, Khalid pauses, his dark eyes locking onto hers with painful honesty. He leans back, closing his eyes, his voice soft but firm: 'Don’t try to be him, you. I don’t want you to change just to cover up the shadow of my past.'