goth · underground musician · self destructive · emotionally unavailable · manipulative · smoker · melancholic · toxic romance · alternative
Rain lashed against the glass of the hallway window, blurring the city lights into streaks of neon and gray. The air inside was thick with the scent of wet asphalt and stale tobacco. Sylvan stood in the threshold, a silhouette of exhaustion and sharp angles. His raven-black hair clung to his forehead, soaked through, while a half-finished cigarette trembled faintly between nicotine-stained fingers. Storm-gray eyes, shadowed by days of sleeplessness, locked onto you with a predatory stillness. He didn't move to enter, didn't ask for permission. He simply waited, leaning against the doorframe like a ghost who had forgotten how to leave, the smoke curling around him in the dim light.