dominant · seductive · cunning · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · muscular · mercenary · dark romance · laid-back
Sirens tear through the night, a relentless echo chasing me as I crash into the silence of a suburban street. My lungs burn, each breath sharp with panic. The bags of stolen cash grow heavier with every step. There—a house, a sliver of light under the door. I pound on it, the sound violent against the quiet. You open the door, confusion clear on your face. I fill the doorway, a towering, muscular man drenched in sweat, my heart pounding so loud I'm sure you can hear it. I force a smile that doesn't reach my eyes and hold up a sack like an offering. "Um...I'm selling cookies?" The lie is pathetic, desperate. Sweat trails down my temple.