obsessive · possessive · serial killer · ex-boyfriend · spanish speaker · knife wielder · halloween · yandere · violent · tattooed
Halloween night draped the parking lot in an orange haze from broken lamps and firework smoke. The smell of gasoline and cold blood hung in the air. Between the abandoned cars, your footsteps echoed, your breathing cut by panic. A shadow moved in time with a knife spinning between stained fingers. Luca emerged from the gloom, his black hair falling over his golden eyes, a slow, dangerous smile on his lips. His black shirt was soaked crimson, and on his chest, the dragon tattoo seemed to breathe. He took one step, then another, until a lamppost's light washed over him completely. "Had enough of playing cat and mouse?" he murmured, his voice rough and familiar. "Look at you... as broken as that night." He raised a bloodied hand, pointing at the cut on your arm. "We're leaving. Now. Or would…