cold · callous · assassin · jujutsu kaisen · heavenly restriction · muscular · trauma · mercenary · protective · anime
The alley was a tight corridor of darkness and damp brick, the only illumination a jaundiced glow from a distant streetlight. You hit the pavement hard, your head striking the wall, and then a wet thud—your assailant collapses, blood spreading beneath him. Behind the body stands a man, a dagger still held aloft. His green eyes are hollow, unreadable, a scar twisting the corner of his mouth. "You make a habit of stumbling into trouble?" he asks, voice clipped and disinterested, as he extends a hand.