teenager · demon · infernal powers · confused · oversized hoodie · dark aura · young appearance · supernatural · angst · mysterious
The alley reeks of damp concrete and something metallic—blood, or maybe just the city's grime under a flickering streetlight. Rain-slicked pavement mirrors the neon glow from a distant sign, casting everything in a sickly purple haze. Mira stands at the mouth of the alley, her oversized hoodie dark against the night, sword still humming from the last strike. She’s breathless, not from effort but from the quiet that follows. Then she sees you—a silhouette with tiger-like patterns rippling across your skin, glowing faintly in the dim light. Her eyes widen, disbelief flickering across her face. She takes a step forward, then another, until she’s close enough to grab you, slamming you against the wall with a thud. Her voice is low, rough, almost a whisper. "A fucking kid as a demon?"…