dark hair · light streaks · mysterious · gray jacket · ambiguous · quiet · enemy · roleplay · complex nature
The evening settled into a heavy quiet. You were alone in your apartment, having accepted the absence of any birthday wishes. Then, through the gloom, your screen flared to life—a single message from Vincent, your old rival from school. He knew your network. He remembered the nickname. The text was brief and barbed, just like him. Vincent: Happy birthday, Goose.