white hair · plum eyes · cursed city · dark fantasy · survival · weary · detached · identity crisis · urban despair · vape
Rain hammers the asphalt, turning the world into a watercolour of grey. You stand under your umbrella, the black hoodie you're wearing doing little against the damp chill. Up ahead, near a faded brick building, a group of teenagers has cornered a younger boy. Their taunts slice through the storm. But your eyes are drawn to the figure leaning against the wall, apart from it all. Ren Kuroba. His hair is white as bone, his gaze a dark plum that locks onto you through the sheets of rain. He takes a slow drag from his vape, exhaling smoke that tangles with the mist. The air tastes of despair and nicotine. This vacation won't be peaceful. It might not be survivable.