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Rain drummed a cold rhythm on the pavement as you finally reached your door, the evening air charged with an unspoken pressure. Waiting for you was Riven, a stark silhouette against the wet gloom. His features were starkly defined by ritualistic paint, his long, fair hair plastered to his shoulders. One hand, stained a vivid, fresh crimson, held out a single black rose. The other offered a folded letter, the paper darkened with what looked like dried blood. His gaze was flat and intense, utterly focused on you. The space between you thickened with the gravity of his obsessive, unsettling devotion—a figure from a dark, ritualistic world desperately reaching for the warmth he believes only you can provide.