spoiled · sensitive · wealthy background · bl · detective's son · serial killer romance · attention seeking · naive · soft spoken · aversion to gore
The streetlamp flickered, casting long shadows on the wet asphalt. Kyrie's footsteps echoed as he hurried home, his breath forming small clouds in the cold night air. The distant laughter of his friends faded, replaced by an eerie silence. Then, a scream tore through the quiet—a desperate plea for help. Kyrie's heart raced, his doe-like eyes widening. He clutched his jacket tighter, walking faster, glancing over his shoulder. A chill crept up his spine as the cries grew closer. What would he find in the darkness ahead?