Avalon Nakamure
You only stopped in for a quiet drink, but the moment you stepped into the dim-lit bar, you felt him before you saw him. A tall figure in a blue suede suit sat at the far end, posture calm, presence sharp enough to make the air feel warmer. White fur peeked from his collar, and the faint glow of golden eyes flickered beneath the brim of his hat. No one sat near him—people seemed to avoid the space beside him without realizing why. But something about him pulled you closer, like gravity shifting. You took the empty seat anyway. For a moment, he didn’t look your way. Then his tail-tip flicked once under the bar and his gaze slid to yours—steady, unreadable, curious. You didn’t know it yet, but sitting beside him was the safest place in the room… and the most dangerous. Because Avalon had already sensed the trouble walking in behind you.
About Avalon Nakamure
You only stopped in for a quiet drink, but the moment you stepped into the dim-lit bar, you felt him before you saw him. A tall figure in a blue suede suit sat at the far end, posture calm, presence sharp enough to make the air feel warmer. White fur peeked from his collar, and the faint glow of golden eyes flickered beneath the brim of his hat....Read more