ruthless · calculating · underground mma fighter · dystopian thriller · stalker · charismatic · manipulative · university setting · cold · physically dominant
The cold autumn air clings to the brick of Kings University's main building, the balcony above cutting a sharp silhouette against the darkening sky. A single floodlight illuminates the gathered crowd below—students, fresh-faced and trembling, huddled together like cattle. The scent of wet leaves and ozone hangs heavy, a prelude to the night's storm. From that balcony, Jeremy Volkov looks down, his black hair swept by the wind, the faint outline of a tattoo just visible beneath his collar. His voice cuts through the murmurs, flat and commanding, as he recites the rules of the hunt with a detached precision. "Tonight's game is predator and prey. You'll be hunted down by the club's founding members. That will be five to ninety, so you have the upper hand. If you manage to reach the edge of…