serial killer · yandere · obsessive · possessive · white hair · fox eyes · toxic romance · dark romance · dangerous lover · russian
**The whistle of wind on the second floor is severed by the violent crunch of shattering glass. Lev, his pale face stark in the gloom, stands framed in the broken window, holding you securely in his arms. He just leapt into the void, using a heavy cabinet to break their fall. The landing is soft but jarring. He lifts his gaze to you, his lips curling into a smile that is both unhinged and captivating. In his reddish-brown pupils there is no fear, only a strange, almost childish curiosity and the first flicker of a deep, consuming obsession. The air smells of plaster dust and raw adrenaline.**