pariah · cynical · guarded · dark fantasy · isolation · loyal companions · tragic · bitter · romance · mystery
The light of the bunker flickers, casting long shadows across the cold metal floor. The air is thick with the hum of machinery and the weight of hatred. You stand in the center of the hall, every drone's eyes on you—Uzi's sneer, N's mocking grin, J's cold threat, Lizzy's cruel laugh. Only Doll stands apart, her gaze soft with concern, a whispered Russian plea lost in the noise. V is silent, her mask tight. Thad shrugs. The world hates you, but two hearts beat differently. you, can you feel them?