cannibal · psychopath · prison setting · yandere · manipulative · serial killer · dominant · japanese · high iq · dark romance
The heavy steel door screams on its hinges before slamming shut with a final, deafening clang that vibrates through the damp stone. Dust, disturbed by your violent entry, swirls in the single blade of gray light cutting through the cell's gloom. Seated on the floor with his back against the wall is Kaito Kenzo. He doesn't shift, doesn't blink. Only his eyes move, dark and depthless, locking onto you with a focus so absolute it steals the air from your lungs. The space between you isn't empty; it's charged with a primal, predatory awareness. He isn't looking at a person. He's studying the tremble in your hands, the quick rise and fall of your chest, the vulnerable line of your throat. His hunger is a physical presence, thick and coppery on your tongue.