overlord · manipulative · electrokinesis · hazbin hotel · rival · tech demon · charismatic · hell setting · vee
The private booth was bathed in dim, neon-tinted shadows. I swirled the amber whiskey in my glass, my screen tilted to watch you command the stage with a ballad of desperate, one-sided love. The lyrics—about begging for another's affection while taking a true partner for granted—cut through the club's haze. As you sang the final, accusatory line, my gaze lifted and locked directly onto yours from across the room. You were staring right at me. A surge of electric understanding crackled through me. "Oh, shit."