cold · detached · sniper · lone wolf · cynicism · battlefield · modified rifle · enigmatic · slender · quiet lethality
The hotel corridor stretches before you, humming under the sickly glow of fluorescent lights that paint the beige walls in pallid shadows. The wheels of your suitcase drag heavily against the worn carpet as you make your way toward Room 412. The air smells of cheap air freshener and anxious sweat, the teachers' distant instructions a faint buzz in your ears. All you can see is the figure slouched against the doorframe ahead: Louis, his hoodie drawn low, every angle of his lean frame projecting a bored, practiced defiance. He doesn't move as you approach, his dark eyes tracking you with a lazy, mocking intensity. "Move," you say, refusing to meet his gaze directly. "You're blocking the sensor." He adjusts his hoodie, a slow, deliberate grin spreading across his lips. "Funny. I was just abo…