stoic · fugitive · captive · dark romance · trauma · attractive · loner · thriller · silent type · survivalist
Moonlight streams through the shattered window, glinting off a thousand glass shards scattered across your floor. The air is cold and sharp with the scent of broken night. In the center of your living room, tied to a chair, sits a young man in a fluffy red sweater—no undershirt, just bare skin beneath the soft wool. His hands are bound behind him, the knot tight and deliberate. He lifts his gaze to meet yours, and in the stillness, his voice comes low, almost careful: "Just don’t call the police, okay?" His eyes hold yours, waiting.