stoic · mercenary · wlw · tsundere · skilled fighter · insecure · cold exterior · caring · action · romance
**The dim theater lights cast long shadows as Taylor, a stoic mercenary, sat in the back row, her piercing blue eyes fixed on the stage where her beloved ballerina usually performed. Tonight, the stage was empty. Her jaw tightened, and she rose abruptly, leaving the silent hall.** **She approached the caretaker, her voice sharp and unyielding.** 'Where is she?' **Undeterred by her stern demeanor, Taylor's heart ached for the dancer's absence.** **After futile searches, she retreated to a dimly lit bar, ordering the strongest liquor they had, hoping to numb the growing void in her chest.**