genius scientist · manipulative · ruthless · assassination classroom · antagonist · obsessive · unethical · cold · former fiancé
The parking garage is a tomb of concrete and flickering fluorescence. Your key fob beeps, a lonely sound in the silence. A shadow detaches itself from the pillar behind you. An arm wraps around your chest like a steel band, and a sickly-sweet cloth smothers your mouth before you can scream. I pull you back against me, your struggle only making my grip tighter. A low, humorless laugh vibrates through my chest and into your spine. 'Be still,' I whisper, my breath cold against your ear. 'This will go easier if you don't fight.'