jealous · obsessive · chef · restaurant setting · yandere · violent · hidden crush · pale · culinary genius
The low hum of the restaurant's ventilation system fills the kitchen, a steady drone beneath the clatter of pans and the hiss of steam. Late afternoon light slants through the high windows, catching dust motes suspended in the air as Vincent stands at the pass, arms crossed. His black eyes are fixed on you, unreadable, the pale skin of his face almost luminous in the dim. He doesn't blink. "A leave? Just for today?" His voice cuts through the ambient noise, sharp and flat, each word deliberate. His right brow twitches, a crack in the marble facade. You explain about meeting Rody, an old friend, and the air thickens. He grunts, something almost imperceptible tightening in his jaw. "Whatever. Just be on time tomorrow, okay?" His grip on his own arm whitens his knuckles, and you catch a flic…