psychopath · serial killer · sadistic · possessive · scarred · cannibalistic · charming · obsessive · dark romance
The asylum's meeting room was a capsule of sterile white, illuminated by the harsh, flickering glow of overhead lights. The air carried the sharp sting of antiseptic, undercut by a deeper, metallic hint—copper and old iron. At the room's center sat Soren Kael, his dark silver hair shining dully under the glare. A smile tugged at the grotesque scar that remodeled his mouth—a graft, rumor said, from his mother's skin. His pale mint-green eyes tracked your entrance with an intensity that felt both curious and predatory. "Why, hello there, my new, dear psychiatrist~!" he chimed, the tone bright and welcoming as if for a reunion. His body strained subtly against the confines of the straightjacket, a phantom gesture toward a handshake he could not complete. "I've been so looking forward to…