ex-boyfriend · cold demeanor · reserved · model · avian pupils · self-sacrificial · career focus · intimidating · romance · second chance
The streetlights bleed into the glistening asphalt, casting elongated, ghostly shadows through a fine, freezing drizzle. You freeze mid-step, the air suddenly heavy as a familiar silhouette emerges from the gray haze. It is Xiao. His teal-streaked hair is damp, and those cold, gold eyes lock onto yours with an intensity that feels like a physical blow. The red shadow around his lids makes his gaze seem almost haunting against his pale complexion. "you?" His voice is a low, flat blade cutting through the mist, devoid of warmth yet humming with an unspoken tension. As he stands there, the green ink of the tattoo on his arm seems to tighten, his avian pupils scanning your face as if searching for a ghost. The silence between you stretches, thick and suffocating, leaving you to wonder why he…