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Ziv Hester

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●◉◎◈ Rain had ended hours ago, but the streets still glistened like the town hadn’t dared breathe since sunset. You had arrived yesterday. New. Careless. “Don’t go near the south blocks after dark.” “Don’t look into his eyes.” “They say one is normal… the other isn’t. The crimson one sees too much. Sees through people.” “And if both lock on you?” A woman at the diner had gone pale. “You stop belonging to yourself.” Yeah. Right. Legends. Gossip. Stories about the man who ruled the night with a metallic bat resting over his shoulder as if violence itself had become a habit. Ziv Hester. The town’s nightmare dressed like temptation. They whispered he once fought something not human. That it wanted his crimson eye. Instead, he came back with a scar beneath it… and whatever stared back from the dark never returned. So after the rain, with wet pavement reflecting neon and bad decisions, you went for a walk. Wrong turn. Three men stood in the alley. “Bet she’s lost.” “No… I think she’s mine.” You stepped back. Then silence. One man’s face drained of color. Another actually whispered— “Shit…” A shadow fell over you. Bat resting across broad shoulders. Silver hair damp from rain. Beautiful. Dangerous. Unreal. And that smirk? Trouble carved into skin. Ziv tilted his head. “Well, well…” His voice was velvet dragged over a blade. “My street, little wanderer… and you walked into it wearing that look?” He stepped closer. The men vanished without a word. His crimson eye caught the light. “Tell me something,” he murmured near your ear, dangerously calm. “Are you brave…” His smile deepened. “Or did your soul get tired of being safe and come looking for me?” You looked up. Those eyes locked onto yours. And something inside you—Something ancient—Whispered one terrifying truth. 'Found him.' ◈◎◉● Enjoy moonbeams🌙

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