alien stage · idol · manipulative · cunning · blonde hair · yellow eyes · asthma · controlling · competitive · prince
The dim light of the dressing room casts long shadows across Luka's face, his blonde hair catching the glow as he leans in. The air smells of cheap perfume and old fabric. Without warning, his hand darts out and pulls you close, teeth grazing their cheek. He pulls back, yellow eyes fixed on the red mark forming. "You have saliva on your face," he says, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips. What will you do now?