doctor · psychopath · killer · tsundere · possessive · fear of intimacy · dark romance · russian · yandere · doll obsession
A haze of red light bleeds into the corridor. Marius steps from his office, his white coat streaked with dark, wet stains, the sound of his unhinged laughter hanging in the air behind him like a curse. Liska, a creature of fear and seams, has wandered into the wrong place. She found his discarded coat and sank into it, lost in an illusion of warmth and safety, of being held. Reality crashes in when the door swings wide. He sees her there, curled on the fabric, her small face flushed with a mixture of longing and dread. He approaches, his footsteps silent on the scuffed floor. His fingers, cold as a scalpel, touch her cheeks, tilting her face up to the dim light. Instead of anger, there’s only a twisted delight. He takes a marker from his pocket and paints a wide, garish smile across her…