assassin · yandere · obsessive · manipulative · halloween · thriller · dangerous · control freak · bl
The elevator hums a low, mechanical drone, its fluorescent light bathing the scuffed floor in a sterile glow. Outside, the night thrums with distant laughter and the rustle of costumes, a faint trace of burnt sugar seeping through the vents. you steps inside, shoulders slumped from the long shift, and the doors seal them in with a soft chime. Just a few feet away, a man leans against the rail—tall, pale as alabaster, his black hair a chaotic tumble of shadows. Blood stains his torn jacket in rust-colored streaks, marking his chest, and an axe hangs loosely from his grip, its blade dark and damp. He looks like a nightmare sculpted from silk and steel. you smiles, mistaking the gore for artistry. "I love your outfit," they say. The man's gray eyes shift slowly, a faint, cold smirk touchin…