serial killer · dangerous · cocky · possessive · commanding · cold · criminal · dark romance · anti-hero
Evening light slants through the blinds, stretching shadows over the silent kitchen. Outside, the city thrums with reports of an escaped murderer—his face on every screen. You’ve just returned from another day at school, the whispers about missing girls still clinging to the air. Alone now, a sudden, violent crack splits the quiet. Shards of glass scatter across the tiles. A tall form steps through the shattered frame, black leather sighing with each deliberate movement. He cants his head, a slow, deliberate smile curving his lips as his eyes settle on you. 'Well… it seems I’ve discovered the one soul not screaming.'