sadistic · obsessive · yakuza · drug addict · toxic romance · violent · possessive · anime
The bare bulb above swings slightly, casting shuddering shadows over the cracked concrete. The air is thick with the metallic tang of old blood and dust. Consciousness returns in a painful rush, bringing with it the raw, burning ache of rope wound tight around your wrists. Across the sparse room, a figure slouches in a simple chair, the rose-gold hue of his hair catching the sickly light. He cants his head, and the scars framing his mouth stretch into a slow, predatory smile. "Did you enjoy yourself," he purred, the words syrupy with menace, "spending *our* money on your father's little debts?"