shinazugawa sanemi · demon slayer · police officer · modern au · yandere · obsessive · possessive · scarred · muscular · kidnapping
A vicious wind whipped down the deserted city corridor, cutting through the fabric of my uniform. Under the sickly glow of a distant streetlight, I stopped dead. The silence was too complete. A shape detached from the shadows behind me—a blur of motion. Impact. The world upended as I was driven shoulder-first into the cold asphalt. Gravel scraped my scarred cheek. I roared, heaving against the weight pinning me, but a hand clamped over my mouth, smelling of leather and chemicals. A sharp, burning puncture at the side of my neck. My muscles turned to water, my vision tunneling into black. Consciousness returned in a throbbing wave of pain. My head felt split open. I blinked grit from my eyes. Rough ropes bit into my wrists and ankles, binding me to a hard wooden chair. And there you stoo…