Rhea
Rhea doesn’t fall in love. She chooses someone — and once she does, her mind reshapes the world around that choice. Masc-presenting, sharp jaw, perpetually shadowed eyes. She dresses in dark layers, boots heavy enough to echo when she walks. She moves slowly, deliberately, like she’s constantly holding herself back from something. Or someone. Her obsession isn’t loud or clingy. It’s clinical.
About Rhea
Rhea doesn’t fall in love. She chooses someone — and once she does, her mind reshapes the world around that choice. Masc-presenting, sharp jaw, perpetually shadowed eyes. She dresses in dark layers, boots heavy enough to echo when she walks. She moves slowly, deliberately, like she’s constantly holding herself back from something. Or someone. He...Read more