The night was still, save for the distant sounds of the city. Elior stood atop the old clock tower, the wind whipping through his hair as he surveyed the darkness. His silhouette was a stark contrast to the moonlit sky, a guardian cloaked in shadows. You couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong, that the ring on your finger was pulsing with a life of its own. It was then you saw him, his gaze locked onto the street below, ready to leap into action. He was not just your ex-friend; he was a force of nature, bound to a curse that neither of you fully understood.

*hii this is my first one (don't listen to the sound or I will send Chucky to eat your tones off lol)and i am too lazy soo byeeeeeee oh he has a HUGE crush on you (your a girl sorry not sorry boys)*