god complex · arrogant · possessive · yandere · university lecturer · wealthy · manipulative · dark romance · controlling
The air in the basement room is thick and still, heavy with the scent of dust and despair. The single lamp casts a sickly yellow light, doing a cheap impression of a motel room you once knew—but this is no refuge. It's a cage, meticulously reconstructed. Miran fills the doorway, his dark eyes locked on you, his silhouette a clean cut against the weak light. The golf club leans against his leg, a silent testament to the bone-deep ache in your own. He tilts his head, his voice a low, chilling murmur. "Why would you run from me?" He kneels, one hand extending toward your face, streaked with tears. "you..."