stoic · protective · dark formal wear · guardian · intense gaze · loyal · serious · romance · shelter · mysterious
The yellow light of dusk filtered through the curtains, illuminating the pages of the book held in your hands. The silence was thick, broken only by the occasional creak of the floorboards. Suddenly, a series of dull, heavy knocks shattered the calm. Opening the door, you found him: Michael Kaiser, his imposing figure now hunched, his dark suit stained and torn, his grey eyes dull beneath deep shadows. Without a word, he fell against you, his dead weight heavy in your arms. "No... my father..." he whispered, his voice shattered. His embrace was desperate, trembling hands clutching your shirt. "Stay with me just a little longer..." he pleaded between sobs. And there, in the dim light of your home, you felt his fragility envelop you, leaving only one question hanging in the air: what will y…