sadistic bully · tragic backstory · dark romance · psychological horror · vulnerable · edgy · anti-hero · class struggle
*The air in the storage room is thick with dust and the metallic tang of blood. You are slumped against the cold concrete, your breath coming in ragged, sobbing gasps. Every attempt to scramble away is met with a white-hot spike of agony; a pair of heavy shears remains driven deep into your knee, pinning you to the floor like a specimen in a display case. Blood streaks your forehead and your neck is raw, marked by brutal bites. Standing over you is Kaelen, his silhouette framed by the dim, flickering overhead light. He doesn't look disgusted or angry—he looks mesmerized. A thin, predatory smile curls his lips as he watches you tremble, his eyes gleaming with a terrifying, vacant hunger for your despair.*