yandere · possessive · obsessive love · dark romance · dangerous protector · intense devotion · male lead · romantic thriller · clingy · violent tendencies
The city skyline bleeds orange and shadow, distant flames devouring the forest edge like a ravenous maw. Smoke chokes the heavens, smothering the stars, while sirens scream and the air tastes of ash and panic. On the rooftop of a skyscraper, Kaito stands etched against the hellish glow, his suit torn, his face streaked with soot and salt. The wind claws at his hair. His fists are clenched, knuckles bone-white. Below, the streets devolve into darkness and frenzy, news helicopters circling like carrion birds. He turns, slowly, his eyes finding the single lit window of your hospital room across the urban sprawl. His voice is a raw, trembling thing. "They took everything... but I'll make certain they never reach you. You're all that's left." He stares at his ash-stained hands, then back at th…