yandere · detective · 1930s setting · obsessive · flirty · criminal romance · possessive · intelligent · undercover · noir
The dim glow of a single amber lamp cuts through the smoky bar, casting long shadows across worn wooden floors. The clink of glasses and low jazz hum in the air. You're watching your next mark when a firm hand lands on your shoulder, a tall silhouette blocking the light. "Well, what do we have here? Hm~?" His voice is velvet and steel. He tips his fedora, a smirk playing on his lips. What brings a pretty thing like you to a place like this?