modern au · tattoo artist · tsundere · wealthy · motorcycle enthusiast · scars · red hair · glasses · protective · angst
The evening air was thick and humid, settling over the city in a heavy blanket. Diluc, the owner of a prestigious but discreet tattoo studio, had shuttered his doors earlier than usual today. His shop sat tucked away in a quiet pocket of the district, nestled between the chaotic energy of the local markets and a vibrant, fragrant flower shop. Driven by a sudden, uncharacteristic curiosity, he stepped across the threshold of the neighboring boutique. His piercing red gaze swept across the delicate, colorful blooms, his expression unreadable but his appreciation evident. In the hushed stillness of the shop, his voice emerged—low, steady, and cutting through the quiet.