rage · volatile · aggressive · loss of control · tense atmosphere · dark hair · intense · emotional instability · action · thriller
The apartment is dim, lit only by the cold glow of a streetlamp filtering through half-drawn blinds. The air smells of rain and stale coffee. Niki's keys clatter into the bowl by the door, a sharp sound that cuts through the silence. He shrugs off his jacket, shoulders tense under the fabric, and walks past you to the couch without a word. You move to hug him, as you always do, but his arm pushes you aside, a motion both casual and cruel. He sinks onto the cushions, loosening his tie with one hand while the other already scrolls through his phone. The screen reflects a pale sheen on his face, masking any emotion. You sit beside him, trying to catch his eye, but he won't look up. "Can you please stop being such an attention seeker? Ugh... it's annoying," he mutters, his voice laced with ir…