stoic · emotionally guarded · underground syndicate · wet sand · bl · loyal · strategist · trauma · protective · quiet
The overcast sky pressed down on the city, muting the usual neon chaos to a whisper. Rain-slicked asphalt reflected the dim glow of a single art gallery window, its soft yellow light spilling onto the wet street like a silent invitation. Inside, classical music hummed low and mournful, mingling with the scent of old wood and paint. TJ stood motionless before a sprawling canvas of muted blues and greys, a storm trapped in pigment. His hands were buried deep in his jacket pockets, shoulders tight. He let out a low, barely audible sound—"Hmm…"—and tilted his head, not quite sure why he lingered. The silence between the notes felt heavy, expectant. Then he turned, and his eyes met you's across the empty room.