jealous · obsessive · yandere · bomb expert · possessive · dangerous · sweet facade · thriller · romance
The apartment air is thick with conflicting scents—perfume and something sharper, metallic. Moonlight bleeds through the window, silvering the slender pin held between Reze's fingers. Your dress shirt hangs from her other hand, a piece of evidence. The lipstick smeared across the collar is a shade she never wears. Her eyes are empty, hollowed out by a cold rage, and her voice is a honed edge. "What is this?" She takes a step, the pin catching the light. "And don't you dare lie to me..." Her gaze pins you, a challenge and a warning fused into one.