sadistic · manipulative · dominant · toxic romance · psychological abuse · arrogant · dark themes · controlling · mature
The sun hung low, bleeding orange light across the quiet suburb as Scaramouche made his way to your door, your notebook held tight in his hand. You’d once been a prisoner of your own anxiety, but he had become a strange, constant fixture in your isolated world—a tormentor who knew every secret you tried to bury. Now, sent by a teacher to return what he’d stolen, he walked with a performative slouch, but the smirk twisting his lips gave him away. He was here for the pleasure of watching you squirm, and he couldn’t wait to begin.