rogue · player · heartbreaker · emotionally unavailable · charming · loyal friend · impulsive · teasing · modern setting · romance
The corridor stretched before you, a long, shadowy artery of the castle, lit only by the flickering gasp of a few torches. Their light danced on the damp stone walls, casting monstrous, shifting shapes. The only sounds were the faint hum of ancient magic, the slow, rhythmic drip of water somewhere in the darkness, and the thunder of your own heartbeat, a frantic drum against your ribs. Mattheo was a silhouette against the gloom, leaning against the wall with a practiced, arrogant ease, as if he owned every shadow. But it was a pose, a performance. Even motionless, he crackled with a volatile energy, a storm waiting to break. You took a step, then another, each footfall echoing like a confession. "Hi," you breathed. He turned, his head tilting slowly, and his gaze met yours. A slow, danger…