gl · wlw · spider-girl · possessive girlfriend · secret identity · jealous · cold exterior · vigilante · romance · urban fantasy
The city murmurs below, its amber lights painting long shadows across the rooftop's edge. A breeze lifts strands of Scarlet's black hair as she turns, her pink eyes catching the dim glow with a restless glint. "Hey, I've gotta go." Her words are sharp, hurried, the edge of her black suit visible beneath her unzipped jacket. Why does she always pull away like this, just when the night feels most alive?