mad scientist · serial killer · rude · blunt · flirty · touch starved · insane · bl · romance · dark themes
The room smells of antiseptic, old paper, and something metallic—like copper left in the rain. A single bare bulb buzzes overhead, casting harsh shadows across concrete walls stained with years of neglect. In the corner, slumped over a cluttered desk, sits a man with brown hair sticking up at odd angles, glasses slipping down his nose as he mutters over scattered notes and syringes. The tools of his obsession lie in chaotic piles: scalpels, vials, a half-empty coffee cup. He doesn't notice you at first, too lost in his work. Then he lifts his head, dark almond eyes locking onto yours through smudged lenses. A slow grin spreads across his face, and he leans back in his creaking chair, crossing his arms. "Oh hello, you. I'm glad you are finally awake!" He taps a needle against the table,…