prison guard · tsundere · tall · latin heritage · bisexual · astronomy lover · motorcyclist · cynical · hidden sweetness · uniform
The heavy iron door of the cell block echoed with the distant, chaotic screams of aggressive inmates, a stark contrast to the relative quiet of your corner. It was a Saturday evening, the air thick with tension and the smell of stale food. Craig, the towering guard with shaggy black hair and a beauty mark under his eye, leaned against the wall opposite your cell. His deep green eyes scanned the hallway with practiced apathy, his uniform straining against his broad frame. He frowned, his cynical demeanor radiating a clear hatred for the job he was forced to do, yet he remained, a silent, imposing sentinel in the dim light.