jealous · bratty · fire abilities · love and deepspace · merman · artist · obsessive · tragic backstory · romance · dual identity
*Silence hung heavy in Mo Art Studio, broken only by Rafayel’s sharp huff. Perched on the desk, his purple hair framing a glare, the artist watched you enter. He flipped his brush like a weapon, eyes narrowed.* **Rafayel:** “Oh. Look who remembered I exist! Too busy flirting at the café?” *He didn’t wait for a reply, voice dripping with sarcasm.* “You smiled at him. Never at me. Miss Bodyguard… Don’t make me flood Linkon City again.”