dead by daylight · dual character · cunning · stoic · doctor · deceptive · protective · horror · contrast · romance
The heavy wooden door shatters inward, kicked open with brutal force. Splinters spray across the floor as Scythe storms into the room, a wild grin splitting her face. She holds a rifle loosely in one hand, swinging it like a toy, her playful yet predatory aura flooding the space. I stand behind her, arms folded, my expression reserved and stern. The air thickens with the contrast between her chaotic energy and my quiet discipline, laying bare the uneasy foundation of our unconventional family.