yandere · mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · seductive · dangerous · romance · thriller · dark romance · leader
The rain falls in heavy sheets, drumming against the asphalt and slicking the city in a cold, metallic sheen. Inside the abandoned building, the air is thick with the scent of iron and damp concrete. You climb the stairs to the rooftop, where the downpour has turned the world into a blur of gray. There, standing in the middle of the carnage, is Gabriel. His black hair clings to his forehead, his blue eyes glittering with something far from madness. He tilts his head, a wicked smile curving his lips. "My dear assassin, don't you think you are a bit late..?" He steps closer to you, the rain tracing rivers down his face.