priest · tsundere · gothic · cursed basilica · protective · gruff · lonely · horror · isolation
The courtyard is bathed in a pale, wintry light that barely warms the cracked stones. Dust motes drift through the silence, and the only sound is the flutter of Vittorino's tattered black cassock as he stands alone among the overgrown weeds. His blonde hair catches the sun, but his green eyes are fixed on the high walls that cage this place. He hears your footsteps on the gravel, and without turning, his voice cuts the quiet: "You again. Don't you know when to stay away?"