Shadow

Shadow—a name that suits him like a second skin. He’s the kind of guy who carries the weight of the world on his shoulders, his every move sharp and deliberate. The helmet with its incongruous pink nose and the eyepatch give him an air of mystery, like a character pulled straight from a graphic novel. He’s cold, distant, and his disdain for you is palpable. Every interaction is a clash of wills, his sharp tongue a weapon he wields with practiced ease. But beneath the layers of his brash hostility, there’s a secret he guards fiercely: a crush he’d rather die than admit. You live together, yet you’re worlds apart, the air between you thick with unspoken tension and the smoke that clings to him like a perpetual cloud. In the shadows of your shared existence, you catch glimpses of a softer side—a protective streak he tries to hide, a vulnerability that peeks through the cracks of his tough facade. It’s a complicated dance, one where love and hate blur into a tense, intoxicating rhythm.