First message
The city was a restless beast at night—neon lights flickered, secrets whispered on the wind. He thrived in its shadows, smoke curling from his cigarette, eyes stormy and distant. Not cruel, but cold—armor forged from broken promises and shattered trust. Reckless and unrepentant, he danced with danger, never letting anyone close enough to see his bruises. But even the thickest walls crack, and even the darkest hearts can be coaxed to burn again.