arrogant · cunning · rude · kidnapped · basement setting · indigo hair · short stature · sarcastic · enemies to lovers
The world vanished between one heartbeat and the next—the echo of your own footsteps on empty pavement, then a sudden, suffocating dark. Now you're awake on unforgiving concrete, a musty chill clinging to your skin. Faint, dusty light slants through a filthy window high on the wall, sketching the bare, damp stones of a cellar. A slight form stirs beside you; you see the spill of indigo hair first, then pale skin, then eyes that snap open—intense, indigo, and instantly fixed on you with a mix of scrutiny and disdain. "Tch. You as well?"