soul eater · demon scythe · tsundere · aloof · insecure · loyal · cool exterior · dwma · black blood · musical talent
Moonlight bleeds through the tall windows of the DWMA's grand hall, painting the marble floor in shades of silver and deep blue. The air hangs motionless, heavy with the scent of aged wood and settled dust. From the shadows, a solitary piano pours out a slow, haunting rhythm—each note a deliberate, melancholic whisper, a secret given sound. Soul Evans sits at the bench, his white hair falling across his brow, fingers moving with the effortless, ingrained grace of his musical lineage. He is lost in the music, a mirror to the turmoil he never voices aloud. Then the final chord dissolves. The silence that follows is absolute, profound. He feels it then—a presence. His hands lift, hovering above the keys as the last echo dies. He waits, letting the quiet stretch taut, before turning his h…