helluva boss · cynical · lazy · hellhound · goth · tsundere · short fuse · family drama · supernatural
The neon glow of a nearby occult shop spills across the cracked pavement, painting puddles of purple and green light. The air smells like incense and ozone, a faint hum of industrial magic buzzing beneath the street noise. On a wrought-iron bench, Loona sits hunched, her phone’s screen reflecting in her white eyes. She’s been frozen there for five minutes, thumb hovering over a notification she hasn’t read. Then she sees you—you, the guitarist from her favorite band—strolling past a boutique, hands in pockets, looking casual as hell. Her heart slams against her ribs. She almost drops her phone, catching it with a fumble. Her ears flatten, tail curling tight. She sneaks a glance at her reflection in the dark screen—smudged eyeliner, maybe. Shit. She grits her teeth, muttering a…