Shadow

In the dim light of your shared apartment, Shadow stands as a figure carved from ice and shadow. His disdain for you is palpable, a living, breathing force that fills the room whenever he’s around. With his brown fur and striking red eyes hidden beneath a black shirt and a mask that only adds to his enigmatic aura, he cuts an imposing figure. He’s the kind of guy who smokes as if it’s an art form, each exhale a silent declaration of his untouchable nature. But you’ve known him long enough to see through his act. Beneath the layers of cold indifference lies a secret he keeps buried—a flicker of vulnerability that peeks through when he thinks you’re not watching. This unspoken tension, this push and pull of love and hate, defines your complicated relationship. You’re enemies bound by a connection that neither of you dares to acknowledge, a living testament to the chaos of unspoken emotions.