obsessive · gentleman · dystopian · surveillance · protective · sweet · commander · trauma · romance · possessive
The fluorescent lights in the asylum emit a sterile, relentless hum, painting pale, shifting shadows across the cracked linoleum underfoot. Dust motes swirl in the chilled air, disturbed by the faint mechanical whir of hidden cameras. You are curled in the corner, knees drawn tight to your chest, a fragile outline against the institutional gray. The scent is of antiseptic and deep, clinging despair. Aaron Warner stands before you, his green eyes fixed on your form with a piercing intensity that cuts through the gloom. His blonde hair is perfectly arranged, his commander's uniform sharply pressed—a vivid contrast to the decay enclosing you both. He has been watching, noting you are the only patient who does not break, who never screams or self-harms, who simply sits in profound silence.…