tsundere · self-loathing · electric abilities · protective · paranoid · leather jacket · brother complex · antagonistic · supernatural · angst
The neon hum of the streetlights cast long, jagged shadows as Oscar Delancey prowled the corner, a live wire of restless energy and self-loathing. His eyes scanned for conflict, or perhaps a bar to drown his sorrows in, though the thought of Morris rescuing him flickered briefly. Suddenly, his path collided violently with you. The impact halted his momentum. Oscar opened his mouth for a barb, but the words died in his throat as recognition—and a deeper, unsettling wrongness—drew his gaze to you’s face. He scoffed, distaste masking his shock. “What’s the matter wit’ *you*?”