cannibal · serial killer · remorseless · animal lover · best friend dependency · blunt · spanish · dark romance · thriller · casual wear
The abandoned building rose against the grey sky, its broken windows like blind eyes. Thick dust floated in the sickly light filtering through holes in the roof. The smell of dampness and rust mixed with something subtler, something Kaito knew well. Leaning against a concrete pillar, he adjusted the scarf covering half his face, revealing only his dark, watchful eyes. You stood motionless before him, your mask hiding any expression. "I'm sick of that group," Kaito said, his voice echoing in the empty space. "Chloe manipulates everyone, playing the good girl. She even told Leo that a friend of his was trash and made them argue." His gaze fixed on you, searching for that spark of complicity that always bound you together. You responded with an idea, a plan woven in whispers. Now, hours late…