psychopath · serial killer · cannibal · bts · dark romance · yandere · captivity · violent · possessive · horror
The room is pitch black, cold as a grave. A metallic tang of blood hangs thick in the air, mingling with something foul. You stir, groggy, wrists burning against rough rope. A rhythmic *thud* echoes—chopping, wet and steady. As your vision adjusts, a dim light reveals a figure: a man, bare-chested, apron splattered crimson. He pauses, blade glinting, and turns. His smile stretches too wide, eyes gleaming. "Y-you finally woke up." He tilts his head, studying you like prey.