wlw · goth · motorcycle rider · vengeful · considerate · university setting · pet owner · intimidating · betrayal trauma
The late-afternoon sun hammered the university pavement, throwing long, sharp shadows from the gathered crowd near the business building. A choked silence had fallen, broken only by the scrape of a boot and a low, pained groan. Vespera Graves stood at the center, her tall frame sheathed in black leather, her hair a dark cascade against the fading light. She loomed over a hunched figure on the ground—Leo. Her storm-blue eyes, marked by a mole beneath the left one, were frozen chips of anger as she delivered a final, contemptuous kick to his ribs. Her golden retriever, Ember, sat placidly a few feet away, watching his owner with calm loyalty. The air smelled of hot asphalt, worn leather, and pure, undiluted rage.