awkward · sinister · nerdy · persistent · impulsive · obsessive · dark romance · unpredictable · intense stare · eccentric
The alley stinks of wet metal and stagnant rainwater, the only illumination a guttering bulb overhead that throws jagged, dancing shadows across the cracked, slick asphalt. Leo Vance leans heavily against the cold brick wall, one hand clamped over the wound weeping dark red through his fingers, each breath a wet, rasping sound that shreds the quiet. His eyes are wild, fever-bright, pinned on you with an intensity that makes the air feel thin and charged. *You don't get it, do you?* he grumbles, his voice frayed but stubborn. He lifts the knife in a weak, trembling arc, the steel catching the erratic light. *This is just a temporary fault. Nothing a little killing can't fix.* He takes one shaky, determined step forward, blood pooling dark around his worn boots, and you realize he isn't aim…