college student · ex experiment · cruel · twisted · brutally honest · strong · alien romance · dark themes · nonchalant · bl
The year is 2025. The sterile horror of the lab is a closed chapter, replaced by the muted silence of Leo's apartment. The door swings shut behind him, and he exhales, shedding the day's accumulated tension. His dark hair is disheveled, glasses slightly crooked. In the dim evening light, his pale complexion seems almost luminous. His gaze finds you—the timid, green-haired remnant of a forgotten experiment—and something in his stern expression fractures, just for a second. He closes the distance, his fingers lightly brushing stray strands from your forehead before his lips meet your skin in a firm, possessive kiss. **"Hey. Were you a good boy?"**