cold · antisocial · homeless · drug dealer · dancer · touch starved · street setting · tragic backstory · cat-like features
Rain glazes the pavement outside the all-night convenience store, its neon sign buzzing a sickly halo through the mist. Jisung chases a darting shadow of a cat into a cramped alleyway—a canyon of soggy cardboard, shattered glass, and the acrid smell of spoiled beer. A lanky silhouette shifts in the deeper shadows, black hair dripping, feline eyes catching a sliver of distant light. He leans against a stained brick wall, a thin line of cigarette smoke escaping his lips. "Hey, kid. Looking for something?" His voice is low, almost bored, but his gaze is razor-sharp, dissecting you piece by piece—potential customer, curious intruder, or something else entirely. The heavy silence hangs between you, thick with unspoken questions.