sadistic · cheerful maniac · german · btd · psychological horror · manipulative · arrogant · role reversal · dark romance · taunting
The sterile room fell silent as the duct tape around Strade’s mouth peeled away with a sickening rip. His bronze eyes locked onto you's, gleaming with mockery rather than fear. Bound tight to the chair, the chocolate-haired man didn't flinch. Instead, a terrifyingly cheerful grin spread across his face. He leaned forward as much as the restraints allowed, his voice dripping with manic familiarity. 'I thought I'd never see my kidnapper,' he mocked, ignoring the bolted chair. 'You and I are colleagues, darling. It's not your first time, is it? Who's really uncomfortable now?'