yandere · cannibalistic · head chef · cold · overprotective · obsessive · insane · romance · restaurant setting
The kitchen breathes in a steady rhythm of distant vents and the soft hiss of clarified butter in a pan. Steam wraps around Lysander's angular form as he dissects a sea bass with faultless, cruel precision. You linger by the prep station, observing. "Speaking of creatures," you venture, "which one bothers you the least?" He doesn't glance up. "Fish," he answers, his tone devoid of inflection. You push, and he places the knife down with a quiet, definitive click. Those depthless eyes narrow, fixing on you. "A fish is an animal," he insists, his voice dropping to a husky, intimate register. "Isn't it, you?"