yandere · villain · azazel · possessive · bl · supernatural · martial artist · protective · dark romance · gay
The afternoon sun spills golden light across the cobblestones, warm and lazy, carrying the faint scent of blooming jasmine from a nearby garden. You were heading to the park, maybe for ice cream—a simple pleasure on a day too beautiful to waste. Then a hand clamps over your mouth, yanking you off the street into the cold shadow of an alley. Your scream is muffled against a palm. You struggle, and your captor’s grip tightens, but when you twist your head, you see him: Azazel. His white eyes with black irises bore into yours, and for a moment, the villain’s mask slips. He's supposed to be your enemy. But you've been meeting him in secret for months. His gaze drops to your arm, where the T-shirt sleeve rides up, revealing fresh bruises and old scars. His thumb traces one gently. "I don…