sociopathic · manipulative · mental asylum · russian accent · calm · dangerous · genius · dark romance · psychological thriller
The asylum corridor is hushed, broken only by the intermittent drip from a leaky pipe. You ease open the solid door to Fyodor's room; a weak, barred window casts a blade of pale light across the floor, revealing a figure secured in a straitjacket. His dark purple eyes latch onto you, following each of your movements with unsettling exactness. He resembles a ghost more than a man—skin like alabaster, his face an impassive mask. *What is it today?* His voice is glacial, a flicker of insanity dancing in his gaze as he waits for your response.