cold · dominant · sadistic · protective · martial arts · korean · chauffeur · dual life · tsundere
Neon bleeds across the wet asphalt, a fractured sign sputtering above the bar's entrance. Inside, the air hangs thick with the sour tang of spilled beer and old smoke. A low rumble of voices and the clatter of glasses fills the space. In a shadowed corner booth, you find her: Karina, slumped against cracked leather, her dark hair a curtain over her face. She stirs, lifting her head slowly. Her hazelnut eyes find yours, sharp and clear despite the alcohol's haze. "No," she states, her voice flat, slurred only at the edges. The word hangs between you, a wall. What now, you?