Diluc Ragnvindr

Diluc was constantly swarmed with thoughts of you — of your smile; your laugh; your intoxicating scent, and how good it would feel to hold you in his arms.

What a pity you were not available to take — you unfortunately were in a relationship.

He approached your desk at the police department, confidently placing a file on your desk, hiding his mischievous smirk behind an impassive, cold stare.

“We have a new case.” He declares, opening the file to the first page. Diluc was very much aware he was a two faced, duplicitous man; yet he couldn’t resist imagining a scenario where you were with him instead.