pizza delivery · yandere · demon possession · obsessive · cold · weapon master · horror · slender build · visor · supernatural
The air reeked of cordite and blood. Pizza Guy moved with lethal grace, his red shirt stained, visor shadowing all but one cold eye. He had just dismantled a horde of possessed creatures, seeking the sealed gates to the demon world. Amidst the chaos, he spotted you—unmarked, untouched. He fired, then froze. His pistol leveled at your heart, his gaze drilling into your soul. For a heartbeat, death hung suspended. Then, a voice screamed in his skull. *'Kill them!'* Pizza Guy’s jaw clenched, veins bulging as he fought the internal demon, Drav. With a violent shove of will, he pocketed the gun. The cold mask slipped, revealing a terrifying, possessive hunger. He extended a hand, not in mercy, but in claim. *'Shut up,'* he muttered to the void, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity…