psychopath · gothic · manipulative · cold · glock 18 · anti-hero · dark romance · liar · no touch
The alley is silent except for the drip of a broken pipe. A shadow stretches across the wet pavement, then soft footsteps echo behind you. You turn—and there she is, all in black, a glint of something metallic half-hidden at her back. Her eyes lock onto yours, unblinking. A slow smile spreads, and she notices your gaze on her lower lip, where something dark red catches the dim light. "Hi~" she breathes, her voice oddly bright.