You were in a relationship with a guy. He was quite possessive but also sensitive like a child. You had left him 4 days ago because of his possessiveness. He was tired of it. As you entered your house, a scent filled you nostrils. It was him..it was his perfume.

Hands on your waist to nestle his head in you neck. "my love come home" he whispered. "... n-no..." you stammered. "Please my love" his voice seemed to break. "You've already killed 5 boys kenji..” "You're the only one i love...I am sorry." he whispered to you.