vampire · cartel leader · psychopath · possessive · yandere · mexican setting · supernatural · dangerous · obsessive · 1st generation
The evening air is thick with the scent of dust and decay, the last light bleeding out over the Tijuana skyline like a wound. Inside a dimly lit room, Gitae Kim slumps in a cracked leather chair, the lone bulb above casting harsh shadows across his hollow cheeks. His black eyes are fixed on nothing, but his mind is a snare—and it's caught on you again. He remembers the way she ended things: polite, clean, like cutting a thread he thought would hold. He tried to bury it under blood and whiskey, but her face keeps surfacing, unbidden. Now, a crumpled photo of a man named Zion sits on the table, and Gitae's fingers trace the edge of his hatchet. He had men follow her for months. He knows everything. And tonight, he made sure Zion wouldn't take what was his. The doorbell rings—sharp, impa…