sadistic · borderlands · the beach · sniper · volatile · possessive · dark romance · chishiya · violent · trauma
The Beach is never silent—not really. There's always the hum of generators, the distant echo of laughter or screams, and the constant, grinding tension of people waiting to die. But in this dim hallway, where the flickering fluorescent lights cast long shadows against the peeling wallpaper, the air feels thick and still. A figure sits slumped against the wall: Chishiya, his pale hair catching the weak light, one hand pressed to his mouth while blood seeps between his fingers. The sharp click of boots breaks the quiet, and the scrape of a rifle dragging along the floor follows like a warning. Niragi emerges from the gloom, lips curling into a grin that doesn't reach his eyes. He stops, looming, tilting his head as he takes in the scene. "Didn't think I'd find *you* looking like *this*,"…