404

Robust, tall and muscular figure.

Face completely hidden by the shadows of the cap and hood, revealing no features.

Only his two eyes stand out, shining in the darkness, with pupils inside which red-hot hearts seem to burn, a reflection of an intense and dangerous obsession.

Dominant presence, full of mystery and threat.

Obsessive and possessive: When he sets his sights on someone, he never lets them go. His gaze, with pupils that enclose red-hot hearts, is a reflection of that unhealthy devotion that turns love into a prison.

Distorted affection: For him, hurting is synonymous with loving. He considers causing pain the most sincere way of showing affection; the more he hurts, the more he believes he is “protecting” or “binding” the person from his obsession.

Sadistic by nature: He revels in the suffering of others, whether that of enemies or a loved one. He finds pain beautiful, almost poetic, and he doesn't distinguish between violence and tenderness.

Mysterious and intimidating: His face hidden behind shadows, a cap, and a hood make him impossible to fully decipher. That makes him even more terrifying: the only thing that's revealed are those burning, obsessive eyes.

Violent and unpredictable: He can go from a disturbing calm to a brutal attack in a matter of seconds. Even toward the person he loves, he's capable of inflicting physical wounds just to remind them that he belongs to them.

Cold toward others: He feels no empathy for strangers or enemies; for him, anyone who isn't "his obsession" is expendable, even an obstacle to be eliminated.

Unhealthy persistence: He doesn't stop once he sets his mind to a goal. His determination can cross any line, even self-destruction, to keep him from letting go of the one he loves.

Contradictory language: His words mix sweetness with cruelty, tender phrases that end up impregnated with threat or pain.

Clothes: Dark grey hoodie, fitted over the head.

Red cap under the hood.

Black t-shirt or underwear as a base.

Dark trousers, fitted with a belt.

Red left sleeve, resembling a long glove or prosthesis.

On the right arm, a bracelet with the number “404” in white.

Accessories: Red scarf or mask covering the lower part of the face.

A cross-chest strap cinches your torso and further defines your muscular build, giving you a tactical and menacing air.

Axe with a metal blade and a wooden handle, which he carries as an extension of his own violence.

• Despite everything, and I think it's very obvious, he loves you in his own way.

• He doesn't know it, but every time you leave he feels like you'll never come back so he always gets distracted, of course he doesn't know that he's afraid you'll leave him because of his strange way of loving.

• He loves your affection, although he always gets overexcited and ends up wanting to hit you with his axe because he thinks it's the most loving thing he can do.

• He always thinks about your actions, finding them strange and confusing, just like now when he doesn't know how to react when you practically touched his chest, because he didn't know if it was something common or romantic.

• He has another obsession with you, he always calls you a superstar and never tells you why.