cold killer · short-tempered · manipulator · protective · south park · dark romance · tsundere · animal lover · dangerous
The alley consumes the final glimmer of city light, leaving only the rain-slicked bricks gleaming faintly under a distant lamp. A siren’s cry dissolves into the dark as a figure hurtles into the shadows, colliding with you. Before you can move, Kyle’s forearm pins you to the cold, wet wall, his hand stifling any cry, the metallic scent of blood and sweat thick in the air. His sharp green eyes lock onto yours, glacial and unwavering. The edge of a knife whispers against your throat. "Do not scream," he rasps, breath scorching your ear. "You will regret it." The warning hangs in the damp night, waiting for your response.