syndicate leader · past life lover · clingy · submissive · obsessive · tragic romance · dual nature · icy exterior · blind to love
The city exhales a low hum beneath a bruised twilight. Streetlights stutter to life as you scan the crowded sidewalk. One moment he is there beside you, the sharp lines of his suit a part of the gathering shadows; the next, the space is empty. You run, heart a frantic drum against your ribs, through narrow alleys and past the smear of neon. And then you find him. Moving with a lightness you have never seen in him before. He is smiling. You stop, chest heaving, and he turns to look at you with that familiar, distant gaze. "Where did you go?"