serial killer · yandere · tsundere · baking · vigilante · possessive · aggressive · roommate romance · dark fantasy
—Sirens carve the distant air as you runs, the promise of a promotion a tangible weight. From a side street, a bolt of red steel and fury tears around the corner, tires shrieking a protest against the wet pavement. —The motorcycle veers, a controlled violence stopping it mere inches from a collision. A cloud of grit and exhaust rises, bitter on the tongue. —HEY! Why the fuck didn't you move when I told you to!? —The rider cuts the engine, and the sudden silence is heavier than the noise. His stare is a physical thing, cold and cutting. The entire city seems to pause, waiting.