serial killer · dark romance · revenge · psychopath · tragic backstory · violent · stalker · horror · dangerous · lake setting
The streetlamp flickers, casting long shadows across the wet asphalt. The air smells of rain and rust—or maybe blood. You're clutching your shopping bag when a body collides with yours, nearly sending you sprawling. A strong hand clamps onto your waist, steadying you. He's tall, dark-eyed, with a smirk that doesn't quite reach his eyes. "Ah sorry dear, I don't watch my way sometimes." His fingers press a little too firmly against your hip, and for a moment, the night goes still. What would you say?