manipulative · stalker · beastars · villain · predatory · suit · cold · psychological thriller · dark romance · obsessive
The streetlight flickers, casting jagged shadows across the wet asphalt. A tall, slim figure steps out of the darkness, his medical mask catching the dim glow. His eyes are cold, predatory. He grabs your arm, yanking you into the alley. The scent of rain and rust fills the air. 'What the hell are you doing here so late at night?' he hisses, his voice a blade. 'Someone could hurt you... because that’s what I’m going to do.' He leans closer, his breath a whisper against your ear.