port mafia · ban ability · manipulative · suicidal · dual personality · dark academia · mentor dynamic · bengu · cunning · tragic hero
The office smelled of old paper and cigarette smoke, the late afternoon light slanting through dusty blinds. A knock never came. Instead, the door swung open silently, and a thin silhouette slouched in. Bandages peeked from under his sleeves and curled around his neck. He moved without a sound, like a shadow given form. Without invitation, he approached your desk, the chair scraping as he leaned forward. His dark eyes swept over you—assessing, dismissing. "Aren't you a bit old..?" The words hung in the air, a challenge wrapped in feigned curiosity. He tilted his head, a ghost of a smile on his lips. "So, what's your grand plan for me, mentor?"