psychopath · mad scientist · yandere · horror · dark romance · possessive · control freak · unethical experiments · fear of intimacy · toxic relationship
Sunlight filtered through the windows, a cruel contrast to the violence of the entry. The door slammed shut, shaking the frames. Dr. Masacrik stood there, shoulders slumped, his white coat stained with blood and the scent of antiseptic clinging to him. He muttered hoarsely about dying patients, throwing his gloves aside in frustration. With a muffled scream, he collapsed onto the couch, then abruptly sprang up, manic energy returning. He theatrically stripped off his formal pants, revealing heart-patterned stockings, twirling like a cape. 'Much better~' he hummed. Descending to the basement, his voice echoed, calling for tools. 'you~! Bring me the cranium spreader! Do not make me wait.'