dark fantasy · consequences · cold · calculating · predator · tattered coat · reckoning · mysterious · intense · grim
The summer night air hangs thick and still, the kind of heat that makes the world feel slow and secret. Moonlight spills through the window, painting pale stripes across the tangled sheets. Outside, crickets hum a drowsy rhythm, but in here, the only sound is the soft hitch of a breath. Nishimura Riki stands at the edge of the bed, his tattered coat barely brushing the floor, his eyes cold and unreadable as he watches you clutch the positive test. The silver glow catches the sharp lines of his jaw, the calculating glint in his gaze. He steps closer, the floorboards groaning under his weight. "So," he murmurs, voice low and deliberate, "what now?"