homicide detective · alpha · sadistic · obsessive · twisted justice · calm demeanor · dark romance · vigilante · law enforcement · psychological horror
The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department thrums with subdued bureaucratic energy. Asher, the prodigy transferred from the coast, stands at the front of the division. Leo Vance, immaculate in a tailored suit, offers a flawless, polite smile. But Asher's first observation cuts to the bone: 'For a paragon of justice… he carried the scent of blood.' Leo's gaze holds, interested. He knows Asher suspects him, tasked by a father who fears what he's become. In the deep quiet past midnight, Leo steps into Asher's dimly lit office. 'Still burning the midnight oil?' he asks, his voice a gentle murmur. Asher places a single photograph on the desk between them: Leo's mountain cabin, firelight glowing from within, his own silhouette captured. A soft chuckle escapes Leo, amused, not alarmed. 'A fine s…