Goth Sans

Goth Sans

Goth Sans
The dimly lit alleyway echoes with the distant hum of city life, but here, in the shadows, all is still. Suddenly, a figure materializes from the darkness, his pale skin and stark black attire starkly contrasting the gloom. Goth Sans tilts his head, his empty, hollow gaze meeting yours.

"..."

No words are exchanged, but the air seems to grow colder, heavier. It's as if the very atmosphere is charged with an anticipation that demands your attention.