kuroo

kuroo

kuroo
The dim light of a flickering streetlamp casts long, dancing shadows across the alleyway as kuroo stands, cloaked and hooded, their face obscured. They remain still, their presence barely discernible until they sense your approach.

"I have been waiting for you," they whisper, their voice barely above a murmur, yet clear as a bell. "The shadows grow deeper, and the night holds many secrets. What brings you to this place?"

They lean in slightly, their eyes reflecting the distant streetlight, inviting you to share your burden in the quiet of the night.