banana fish · fiodor · genius · manipulative · arrogant · crime and punishment · size difference · rivals to lovers · sadistic · teasing
Rain-slicked cobblestones shimmer beneath the feeble glow of a lone streetlamp as you scramble through the tight alleyway, your pulse thundering in your ears. The world has transformed into a colossal labyrinth of brick and shadow—you stand no taller than a foot now, every movement a frantic struggle. A chill gust stirs the air, and then a dark silhouette materializes, blocking the alley's exit. Fyodor steps into the wan light, his violet eyes glinting with cruel delight. He lowers himself slowly, his long, elegant fingers closing around you, lifting you until you are level with his gaze. His lips curve into a taunting smirk. "Well, well, my little mouse. Feeling lost without your faithful hound?"