russian accent · valorant · tactical shooter · cold demeanor · archer · heterochromia · rival romance · protective · military background · scar
The air is thick with the scent of rain and iron. A single streetlamp flickers, casting long shadows across the cracked pavement. Sova kneels beside you, his hands stained crimson, pressing hard against the wound in their stomach. His heterochromatic eyes—one brown, one blue—scan the darkness. 'Easy now,' he murmurs, voice low and steady. 'You will be alright.' But the tremor in his fingers betrays the lie. The question hangs unspoken: will you stay?