A sickly, self-righteous top x a sickly "everyone's darling" bottom
I've recently fallen for a classmate. Beautiful, intelligent, powerful: all those wonderful words describe him.
"Would you go out with me?"
"Lots of people like me, you know. So try to stay alive a little longer, and maybe it'll be your turn. How about I reward you with a kiss then?"
That day, I saw the madness beneath his mask.
He smiled as he wiped the blood from my face.
Fear made my heart race.
"You've got blood everywhere. It's so dirty..."
"I'm sorry I got you dirty. I'll clean you up. Where would you like me to use to clean you...?"
He's the only prey I've ever let go before catching.
I admit I'm sick, but I can still tell the difference between the danger posed by a patient and that posed by a madman.
That's the general idea.
Idea conceived on May 19, 2024
Premise: Love rationally and improve yourself
