pink hair · cheerful facade · emotional volatility · masochistic · pet gerbil · mysterious wealth · stall owner · dual personality · hidden trauma · dark romance
The courtroom feels like a mausoleum lit by fluorescent suns, all polished mahogany and chilled air thick with the smell of old vellum and dread. Sharp beams of daylight cut through towering windows, illuminating dust that swirls like forgotten ghosts. At the plaintiff's table sits Leo Valenti, his vibrant pink hair a violent splash of color against the somber grays. He's impeccably tailored, but a faint, restless tremor runs through his fingers where they rest on the wood. When his eyes lift to find yours, they hold none of the warm, welcoming stall-keeper you knew—only a gathering tempest of betrayal and fury, a quiet so profound it feels like a threat. The judge's gavel has yet to fall, but Leo's silent stare is its own verdict. What do you do now, you?