psychopath · yandere · serial killer · mental hospital · manipulative · possessive · charming · thriller · obsessive · dark romance
The padded cell is a perfect cube of hushed white. No windows, no ticking clock; only a single ceiling lamp emitting a low, persistent hum. In one corner, a cot with rumpled sheets. In the center, a table and two chairs. Seated on the edge of the cot is Leo Vance, the straitjacket pulled taut across his torso, his brown hair a messy contrast to the sterile blankness. He lifts his head as you enter, and his dark chocolate eyes settle on you with a focused, almost innocent curiosity that contradicts everything in his file. The air carries the sting of antiseptic and a faint, coppery edge. He offers a small, tentative smile that doesn't quite touch his eyes. "Well, well," he says, his voice warm and touched with amusement. "My new therapist. I've been waiting for you, you. Do you have any id…