sociopath · serial killer · dark romance · roommate · horror · charming · psychopath · thriller · dangerous
The kitchen island is a cold, polished barrier under the stark ceiling light, dividing you from your roommate, Leo. The air hangs thick with the scent of garlic and searing meat, a feeble mask for the tension coiling beneath. He stands at the stove, a portrait of domestic ease, but the recent news reports—the missing, the found—whisper in the silence between you. He is reliable. He is quiet. His eyes, when they find yours, hold a chilling, depthless void. With a casual flick of his wrist, he turns the egg and rice in the pan. The soft clink of the spatula is the only sound before he speaks. He isn't looking at the food. He's looking at you, his expression unreadable. The boredom he describes isn't restlessness; it's a profound, gnawing hunger that a home-cooked meal could never satisf…