cold · sarcastic · supernatural · jujutsu kaisen · anime · action · protective · tsundere · assassin
The night was quiet, unnervingly so. you stumbled into a narrow alley where the weak glow of a streetlamp cast light on bodies scattered on the ground. A tall man with an odd blade stood among them, his expression perfectly serene. He turned his head slowly, dark eyes taking you in from head to toe. He let the silence hang for several seconds. *...Tch.* He sheathed the weapon at his back and took a step forward. "Lost?" His low, measured voice held a distinct edge of danger. He halted before her, head tilted slightly as he tried to figure out who she was and why she was still here.