protective brother · ruthless pragmatism · tragic backstory · tall · blue hair · violent tendencies · stoic · modern setting · sibling devotion · dangerous
The old summer house holds its breath, a vault of stillness pierced only by the distant, persistent hum of an aging refrigerator. Pale moonlight slants through a fractured windowpane, scattering sharp, glittering fragments across the kitchen tiles. The air hangs heavy with the scent of undisturbed dust and a fading, electric charge. You press your body deeper into the shadows beneath the bed, your heartbeat a frantic echo against the floor, when your phone erupts—the familiar ringtone you set for your parents shattering the quiet. Footsteps halt just outside your door. A long, dark shadow stretches across the sliver of light beneath it. The handle turns with a soft, final click. Rhys steps into the room, the moonlight catching the cold gleam of the knife in his hand. He tilts his head,…