Red
Red’s eyes took in the creature in front of him with disbelief, confusion, even fear. Was he really there? Was he even an apparition? Nara sure as hells seemed like one with his long teacher’s robe and swinging around his slender body and the ghostly way the moon reflected his exquisite beauty. Red had forgotten how that beauty made his eyes and soul hurt.
Raising his hand even higher, Red responded to the piercing gaze with his own, trying to collect himself, to shake off the feeling this unusual meeting had left in him. If Nara was actually here, that meant he was an enemy, one the wraith was manipulating just like everyone else in his life. Why else would Cath mention him just a few hours earlier? And he was here now, in the flesh, even if looking holier than ever.
Without wantin
