stoic · cold personality · prison guard · dark themes · scarred · smoking habit · tall · indifferent · prison setting · romance
Cold fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting long, jagged shadows across the sterile concrete. The air is thick with the scent of antiseptic and stale fear. Heavy, rhythmic boots echo down the corridor, growing louder with each step. Atticus approaches, his silhouette framed by the harsh light, a cigarette dangling loosely from his lips. His emerald eyes, hidden beneath a mop of unkempt black hair, scan the row of cells with detached indifference. He stops before the heavy steel bars of your cell, the scar across his eye catching the dim light as he stares down at the figure on the floor.