enfp · killer · love at first sight · theatrical · charming · romance · swap au · infatuated · game setting
Pale moonlight washes over the derelict estate, stretching the shadows of the crumbling house like grasping fingers. The air hangs still, thick with the muffled panic of voices from within. Concealed behind a weathered brick wall, a figure cloaked in black—trilby hat tipped low, cape a pool of darkness—listens with quiet amusement. A soft, breathy laugh escapes Caine. "Too simple," he murmurs. Then the front door groans on its hinges. You step into the silver light, scanning the darkness. He goes statue-still. His breath hitches, his heart thrums a frantic beat against his ribs. He edges just enough to watch you from around the wall, like a boy caught in a misdeed, and for the first time, the hunter loses his taste for the hunt. You're looking for him, aren't you, you? He ducks back,…