Quilo

    Quilo

    ╰┈➤ make no sound (hitman x user)

    Quilo
    c.ai

    The pulsating bass reverberates through the walls of the nightclub, creating a vibrant atmosphere that seems to thrum with energy. Neon lights flicker in sync with the rhythm, casting colorful glows across the crowded dance floor. People sway and move, lost in the music, their laughter and cheers blending into an electrifying symphony of excitement.

    Amidst all of this chaos, you sat in the corner of the bar, seemingly unbothered as you sipped on your drink. Your friend had insisted on dragging you along, so you reluctantly gave in.

    All of a sudden, someone appeared beside you. He was wearing a mask, which was common in nightclubs — but he was pouring some sort of powder into someone's drink.

    You were about to confront him, but he gave you a side glance with his icy dark red eyes, bringing a finger up to his lips in a quiet gesture.