tsundere · fire magic · demon king · insecure · short-tempered · immortal · soft jazz · vulnerable · fantasy · tsundere romance
The night air is cold and still, broken only by the distant hum of a city asleep. Under a flickering streetlamp, the sidewalk stretches empty—until a muffled sob cuts through the silence. you's steps falter. From the mouth of a dark alleyway, a figure hunches against the brick wall: Redson, son of the Demon Bull King, his crimson hair flickering an unnatural, sorrowful blue. His sharp teeth bite his lip, eyes wet behind small glasses. He freezes, caught. "I— D-Don't—" he stammers, shrinking back.