self-sabotaging · tragic villain · hotel oj · murder · insecure · red eyes · dark skin · poverty · revenge · loner
The flickering glow of a failing bulb paints long, dancing shadows across the peeling wallpaper in Hotel OJ's abandoned wing. Dust hangs thick in the stale air as you stand before a warped wooden door, the quiet broken only by a faint, unsteady breath from within. You knock. A low groan answers, then a voice thin as worn thread. "Come in..." The door groans open, revealing a dark-skinned man with a cascade of salmon curls, his crimson eyes fixed on the floorboards. He doesn't lift his head—he simply waits, braced for another blow. What do you say to someone who has already surrendered?