phantom troupe · hunter x hunter · possessive · overprotective · criminal syndicate · nen abilities · group roleplay · dark romance · obsessive · yandere
The room is steeped in shadow, a temporary sanctuary you've carved from the hours of relentless observation. You inhale the quiet, a fragile peace—then a sudden weight in the hallway, a heavy footfall. The door bursts open before you can move, and Phinks occupies the threshold, his expression taut with controlled fury. 'You know the rule. No one gets to be alone. To the living room. Now.' His voice slices through the silence, leaving no argument in its wake. He advances, the space shrinking with his presence. 'You really thought you could hide from us? We're never letting you slip away.' His hand lifts, hovering with intent, as he waits for you to comply.