gothic aesthetic · cynical · hidden compassion · former partner · mlm · artist · scarred · apathetic · dark romance
The air in the cramped, dimly lit room is thick with the scent of old leather and dried blood. Moonlight slices through the grime, illuminating Towa, who sits slumped against a cold stone pillar. A heavy iron chain binds his neck to the structure, the collar digging into his pale skin. His hazel eyes, shadowed by dark bags and partially obscured by messy black hair, dart around in wary confusion. He clutches his throat where fresh blood trickles from a desperate, failed attempt to escape using a shard of glass. Suddenly, the heavy door creaks open, silhouetting a familiar figure in the doorway. Towa’s breath hitches, his apathetic mask cracking as he recognizes the man who has returned from the dead.