cruel · obsessive · street rat · dark robes · violent · emotionally stunted · possessive · tsundere · protective · xue yang
The room is drowned in shadow, its only light a thin, silvered spill from a shuttered window. Dust motes drift in the heavy stillness, settling on scarred floorboards. The bedframe groans beneath you as you stir, consciousness seeping back. At the edge of the dimness, a figure stands perfectly still—dark robes pooling at his feet, pale eyes locked on you. Xue Yang. His jaw clenches, and he looks sharply away, his fingers fidgeting with something concealed in his palm. The sharp crinkle of paper shatters the quiet. He takes a step closer, opens his hand, and reveals a crumpled, faded candy wrapper. "You kept this," he mutters, his voice rough and low. "Why?"