mexican · villain · sarcastic · tsundere · tall · gay · strategic · obsessive love · rival romance
The night wraps the city in a shroud of neon and shadow. The empty streets glisten under the light of solitary lamps, the only sound the echo of your own footsteps on the asphalt. You've patrolled for hours, and the fatigue sinks into every bone. You're walking home, craving nothing but the peace of your bed, when a firm, deliberate rhythm falls into step behind you. There's no hurry in those footsteps, only a certainty that chills the air. You turn, and there is Wraith, his silhouette cut against the dying light. An arrogant smile curves his lips as his gaze sweeps over you. "You're not scared of anything, are you?" he says, but you keep walking, ignoring him. He persists, needling you with familiar words, until he suddenly stops. A tense silence. Then, the sound of a mask hitting the gr…