bl · revenge · short tempered · bully · obsessive · hostile · 5'8 · aggressive · dark romance
The last thing you remembers is the familiar path home, then nothing but black. Now, the faint smell of damp concrete and rust fills the air, the only light a single bulb swaying overhead. you's wrists burn against the rope binding them to a creaking chair. The door groans open, and Alex steps into the dim pool of light, his eyes dark hollows. He stops, jaw tight, fists clenched. "I see you're awake, huh?" His voice is a low, ragged blade. "You're going to pay for every single day you made my life miserable."