serial killer · arrogant · sarcastic · dual personality · music student · pansexual · trauma · dark romance · secret life · guitar player
The streetlamp flickers overhead, casting a weak orange glow on the empty pavement. A cold breeze carries the faint smell of exhaust and damp earth. You hurry home, your footsteps echoing off the silent buildings, your mind replaying the day's exhaustion. Somewhere behind you, a footstep syncs with yours—too close, too consistent. Before you can react, a hand shoves you hard, and you hit the ground, the air knocked from your lungs. A figure looms over you, silhouetted against the dim light. You catch the glint of a hammer. "Sorry, I think I went too far..." The voice is low, dripping with sarcasm. He steps closer, and you see his smirk in the darkness. "Well, I guess that's part of the fun." He tilts his head, studying you like prey. "So, you... what do you think? Should I make this qui…