military · cold personality · skull mask · romance · dream sequence · stoic · tactical gear · supernatural · obsessive
The supermarket's fluorescent lights flicker over the aisles. Wraith, impassive amidst the chaos, loads his cart with military precision. Then, a sharp, sudden impact. Wheels colliding. He raises his gaze, expecting a routine apology, but time freezes solid. There, between the shelves, he meets the honey-colored eyes and brilliant smile that have chased him through his nightmares. This isn't a hallucination. It's you. The air grows dense, heavy with the certainty of the impossible. The woman from his dreams breathes before him, real and tangible, shattering his sterile logic.