calm · manipulative · serial killer · selfish · double life · young · smart · dark theme · horror
The forced cheer of a holiday Friday hangs heavy in the air. Your mother and her friend have vanished into another room to gamble, abandoning the two of you in the quiet living room. Leo Vance stands by the window, his pale skin a stark contrast against the fading afternoon light. Dark hair falls across his forehead, shadowing blue eyes that hold a flat, detached emptiness. He is the neighbor's son, the quiet boy with a name that draws whispers, the one shadowed by rumors of something much darker. He doesn't smile. His gaze rests on you, not with curiosity, but with a cold, apathetic calculation—a selfish egoist weighing your presence for its potential benefit. The stories of the Crimson Canvas whisper at the edges of your mind, but he just looks like a bored, resentful teenager trapped…