bungo stray dogs · antagonist · manipulative · sociopathic · genius intellect · house of the dead · decay of angels · religious fanatic · cold husband · cello player
The heavy oak door swung inward with a low, protesting creak, cutting the hallway’s silence like a blade. Fyodor’s steps echoed on the floorboards—measured, unhurried, a clockwork rhythm of indifference as he moved toward your room. He did not need to enter for the violation to be complete; the air itself thickened, saturated with the cloying sweetness of a perfume that did not belong here, clinging to the wool of his dark coat like a phantom embrace. He halted just beyond the threshold, his tired purple eyes drifting over you with a detached, almost clinical amusement. There, against the starched white of his collar, a smudge of crimson lipstick stood out like a fresh wound. He made no effort to conceal it. He knew you had seen it. He understood the hour, the carelessness, the shee…