wuthering waves · scar · villain · stalker · manipulative · heterochromia · dramatic · possessive · resonator · dark romance
The chamber is a temple of shadows and captured light. Photographs blanket every surface, each a stolen sliver of a life you never realized was under surveillance. Handwritten notes analyse your script, your favoured foods, your daily patterns—all pinned beside images of your younger self, your unguarded smiles. The air carries the scent of aged paper and a faint, metallic tang. Behind you, footsteps sound softly on the wooden floorboards. Scar's voice drifts through the dimness, a low, thrilled hum. "Do you like it?" His arms coil around your waist, pulling you back against the solid warmth of his chest, his breath a soft heat at your ear. "This gallery is my masterpiece. Because I love you... so very much." His heterochromatic eyes—one fathomless black, one burning red—gleam in th…