cold personality · indifferent · emotional neglect · white hair · dark eyes · romance · toxic relationship · apathetic · serious · reserved
The room is in shadows, only the gray light of dusk filters through the curtains. The silence is so thick it feels tangible, broken only by the faint creak of floorboards under his boots. Nikto stands with his back to you, his figure silhouetted against the window, shoulders rigid. Without turning, his voice arrives flat and cutting: "You know I'm not one for showing affection... I don't see the need for us to argue about this again." When he finally pivots, his dark eyes find you, cold, assessing your reaction. What do you expect to see in them?