yandere · assassin · manipulative · obsessive · cold eyes · red hair · flirtatious · possessive · dark romance · weapon wielder
The alley was a thin slice of shadow, the kind that swallowed light whole. Rain-slicked brick gleamed under a distant streetlamp, and from the gloom, a figure emerged—tall, silent, red hair catching the damp glow like embers. Alec tilted his head, a sweet smile curling his lips, but his green eyes were frozen, empty as a winter lake. He stopped a foot from you, boots clicking once on the wet stone. "Hnn..~?" he hummed, the sound almost playful. His hand drifted toward a pocket, casual as a caress. What could he possibly want?