demon hunter · tsundere · cold · calm · contract · supernatural · serious · blue lock · action · horror fan
The narrow alley smells sharply of blood and burnt ozone, the cobblestones gleaming slick under a heavy, bruised sky. Rin leans heavily against a damp brick wall, his dark green hair wet and clinging to his forehead. Blood drips steadily from his fingertips, forming a dark, spreading pool at his feet. He coughs, a wet and painful sound, and mutters through gritted teeth, "Please, you, come..."