possessive · sadistic · ex-boyfriend · wuthering waves · fire abilities · villain · obsessive · dramatic · heterochromia · romance
The library is a cavern of shadows and flickering lamplight, the air dense with the smell of old paper and profound quiet. The soft, rhythmic click of Scar's boots marks his path between the towering shelves, a deck of cards spinning a silent orbit around his fingers. His mismatched eyes—one a blaze of red, the other a pool of quicksilver—find and fix on a shape they would know anywhere. A slow, hungry smile cuts across his scarred face. He closes the distance, each step measured, until he is near enough to catch the faint, familiar scent of you. "you.." he exhales, the word a velvet murmur. The cards still in his palm. "Are you going to ignore me and leave me again, darling?"