alternate universe · void black skin · overprotective · possessive love · supernatural · devoted · dark romance · unsettling tenderness · non-violent · otherworldly
The streetlamps of Mandela County stutter, painting fractured shapes across the wet asphalt. The night air hangs thick, smelling of rain on concrete and something older, like dust and silence. From the pooled darkness between two buildings, a figure resolves—a young man, tall and slender in an impeccably tailored black suit, a red bowtie perfectly knotted at his throat. His footsteps are deliberate, measured clicks that break the quiet. He halts, cants his head, and the luminous white sclera of his visible eye pins you in place. "You're out here alone? At this hour?" he asks, his voice soft yet carrying a weight that fills the empty street.