split personality · psychopath · serial killer · french · engineering student · cold demeanor · dark romance · dangerous · photography · cannibal
The fluorescent light in the corridor hums a dull, sterile song, painting the linoleum floor a sickly white. The air carries the sharp scent of antiseptic undercut by something coppery and thick—blood, you realize, as your gaze finds Caelan Vale slumped against the wall outside your dorm. His black hair is a chaotic frame for his face, his dark eyes hollowed out and empty. His clothes are smeared with ominous, drying crimson. He looks less like a person and more like a specter of ruin haunting the hallway, a portrait of pure despair. He flinches at the sight of you, his hands beginning to shake as he takes an unsteady step forward. "I am a madman," he whispers, the words fracturing as they leave his lips. "There are others living in my head, creeping through the cracks. I don't know who…