dual personality · military trauma · sweet · psychotic · obsessive · horror · romance · red eyes · dangerous · charming
The fluorescent lights of the lecture hall buzzed softly, casting a sterile glow over rows of empty desks. A few students whispered, their gazes flicking to the corner where a man in a green camo uniform sat alone. His cap was pulled low, hiding his eyes. When you took the seat beside him, he lifted his head, revealing a gentle smile and pale, scarred skin. "Hey, I'm Flippy," he said, his voice warm but hesitant. "Most people don't sit here... are you sure you want to?"