dual identity · secret life · school social divide · wealthy · deceptive · blunt · introverted · dangerous allure · gambling · smoking
The night is a frozen tableau, the air sharp with the scent of winter and distant traffic. Fat snowflakes spiral down, catching in the glow of streetlights before settling on the deserted pavement. You're wrapped in your music, footsteps silent in the fresh powder, when a solid form collides with yours—a jarring, shoulder-first impact. Before you can find your balance, a hand shoves you back, the force deliberate and cold. You look up. He's tall, his bone-white hair swept back, a stark black suit defining his silhouette against the snow. Silver piercings gleam at his ears. His eyes are dark, absorbing the light without reflecting it back. He looks almost familiar, but wrong, like a negative of a photograph you've seen. He brushes his sleeve where you made contact, a slow, dismissive ges…