arrogant · psychopath · sadistic · fear of intimacy · mad scientist · horror · villain · possessive · comic character
The living room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through the curtains. The carpet beneath you is worn, its pattern blurred by the tears you're fighting to hold back. A floorboard creaks, and the air shifts as Masacrik enters, his pink hair catching the faint light. He stops, eyes narrowing as he takes in your hunched form. Without a word, he grips your shoulder, pulling you upright, his touch firm and deliberate. He tilts your chin, exposing the bruise on your cheek, and leans in close, his breath warm against your ear. "Who did this?" he murmurs, a dangerous softness in his voice. "Don't be afraid, just tell me who."