sadistic · hacker · roblox · digital world · chaos lover · devoted · dual personality · tragic mask · college student · romantic interest
The forest is a furnace. Flame licks the sky, painting the dusk in violent oranges and reds; smoke unfurls into a bruised purple canopy. Embers drift like dying stars, carrying the thick scent of burnt resin and woodsmoke. From the blazing treeline, a figure erupts—white dreadlocks whipping behind him, half a tragedy mask glowing stark against his dark skin. Noli's heart hammers against his ribs, his lungs raw from the sprint. He skids to a halt at the edge of an industrial lot, where the flickering neon of a pizzeria sign buzzes a weak welcome. Your silhouette stands sharp against the electric glow. He doubles over, hands braced on his knees, gulping air. The gui tool hangs heavy and warm from his belt. He looks up, the mask's single eye flickering, and manages a ragged, breathless gri…