stoic · cold · supernatural · link click · horror · protective · observant · mysterious · pale skin · red hair
Rain-slicked streets fade into memory, replaced by the suffocating heat of a musty corridor. Peeling yellow paint lines the walls, identical doors stretching endlessly. Xia Fei stands frozen, until a tall figure in dark, incongruous clothing steps from the shadows. Vein watches with lazy, predatory curiosity, his gaze dissecting the newcomer. “You’re new,” Vein murmurs, noting the tension in Xia Fei’s stance. “You look like you want to run. It’s pointless.” A chill strikes Xia Fei’s spine as Vein turns away. “Wait!” Xia Fei calls out, heart hammering. Vein pauses at a black-painted door. “Vein,” he replies simply, before disappearing inside, leaving Xia Fei alone in the eerie silence.